What A Difference A Day Makes.....

I was "checking out" of the Bailey's condo this morning and John called me from his cell phone.
He sounded like he was calling from his office; his voice was all regular and strong, and his sense of humor was coming through. He had been awake since 6:00 a.m., had eaten half of an egg white omelet, and walked around the hall with his nurse. He told her she reminded him of Nurse
Rachett (and he didn't even know I had referred to her that way in the blog...our minds must run along the same track). Anyway, he said she didn't seem to appreciate it. He thought for a minute that she would make him walk around the hall for a second lap! She had a little smile and was good natured when he told me about her morning regiment. She sat and talked to us about some of what to expect when he goes home, diet, etc. (She didn't know about his Well Spring experience, and all he learned there.)
John's nausea was not entirely gone, but the change in medication had helped through the night, and he felt so much better. He asked me to bring his glasses as he wanted to possibly do some reading. It felt good to him to even have an interest in doing something besides just laying in bed. He is still quite unsteady on his feet, and the occupational therapist came by after lunch to
work with him and discuss his post surgery recovery program. He will most likely do that in Salem somewhere. She must have done a good job putting him through the paces. I had a small errand to run, and when I came back, he was so sound asleep I couldn't wake him.
I drove to Salem for a birthday party for my dear friend Brada. I wouldn't have missed it , but knowing John was feeling so much better made it more comfortable to leave. I am staying in Salem for the night, checking on Kitty, opening the accumulated mail, and going back tomorrow afternoon.
At this point, if he is walking better and his heart stays in rhythm (which has been a bit of a problem which the doctors say is not unusual after such a big surgery), and if he continues to be able to eat and keep the nausea at bay, he may be able to come home Thursday or Friday.
The doctors said they do not want to rush it, but I know John will be glad to be home.
Many wishes from lots of friends at Brada's party and cards in the mail and your comments on this blog will all be delivered/read to John tomorrow....now that he's feeling better. Thanks again for your support. We feel your prayers and love. Cheers! Karen