At Home Again

Yesterday evening, we got to leave the hospital. We had 14 stairs to climb to get to the floor we needed to be on. There was a landing inbetween, so there was a place to rest.

Today, the home health nurse and the home physical therapist came over for visits. It’s good to be so well-taken-care-of. My only fear is that the insurance will get messed up along the way, as insurance always seems to do. But, hey, I can only worry about today, and my husband making progress with his walking.