Today grandpa was transfered from the general hospital to the rehabilitation hospital across the street. This evening we all went to see him. His color looks good and he sounds pretty chipper. Papa says it must be the drugs they are giving him.
When mama asked how long he will be there, he said that he was told it will be one month. Grandpa basically said "To hell with that!" "I'm outta here in 3 or 4 days!" "There will be a white streak running down the hall and they'll be wondering who that was."
On top of all this, grandma's number 2 son Dane, suffered a motorcyle accident a day or two ago. He lives down in San Francisco so she is not able to go and visit with him. Apparently he broke his left leg in four different places. When it rains, it pours, I guess.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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