On Track

I wasn't able to make it to the hospital at all today. I really hate that, the days can get so long for Ray. Although each time I've spoken to him on the phone today, he's always upbeat and doesn't seem to be bothered that his wife is out tending to other duties. Each time he checks back into the hospital, when he arrives on the 6th floor it's like a family reunion seeing all the nurses again. After spending many, many days there during the past 18 months, he has gotten to know all the staff like family. It sure makes it easier for me, knowing they're taking care of him like one of the family. A couple of the 6th floor nurses call him their "adopted son."

This week is Catholic Schools Week which lends to even more activities than usual--plus Mary had a Dr. appt this afternoon, and then Daniel had drivers ed. after school. Late this afternoon, sleet and snow started, we figured the best place for us is off the streets and safe at home. Ray agreed. It's still early in this round, so the yuckiness (is that even a word?) hasn't started yet. Tomorrow looks much better for me getting to the hospital...unless we're snowed in again. Yikes!

Love you all,
Kim