Bed number 4

I heard through Jen that mom got another bed today. Wait, maybe that was last night. Anyhow, I believe that makes 4 beds. 5 if you count the one from the ER on night one. You think that's bad? You should see how many chairs she has in her home. We've always teased that she should open her very own furniture store - it would be cheaper. "Yes, I'd like that," Mom says.

Jen arrived this evening and Tedd, a good friend of the family, was there. He was visiting with Mom. He had a new Rotary pin, a bright blue tie and a "houndstooth" suit, according to Jen. "I don't know what it's called."

Tedd had a nice visit with Mom. Mom's new nurse, whom Mom is no doubt on a first-name basis with, says "Remember Mary Ann, you are the boss." Mom liked that. She was tired, though. And she didn't have much of an appetite.

Jen and I are eating a late dinner at BW3s with grandson Noah and grandaughter Emma. Noah just won his baseball game in dramatic fashion, snaring a fly ball to left center with a diving leap. The 18 person crowd went crazy. If he had a girlfriend she'd have gone nuts, but he doesn't. (shh! don't tell him I wrote that. I think he's sensitive). After making the diving play he stepped up to the plate, said something mean to the opposing team's catcher, called his shot then cranked a triple to the right center fence with the bases loaded. You should see the size of his head. It's getting bigger by the second. His hat just popped.

The good news department made some ground today. The thin fluid was a wonderful development. Mom's new bed should provide her more comfort. The cafeteria made her acorn squash, baked apple with raisins and organic beats. None of that sounds any good to me, but I'm not the patient. Mom loved it! I think Dad loved it too, because he didn't have to provide the cooking.

In all, not a bad day.