After being told that I had a bed and would begin treatment last night, a series of hospital emergencies combined with patients who did not check out kept my bed occupied and we instead went out for Italian. Delicious bruschetta, a ceasar salad, and breaded flounder. For the Philadelphians out there, a big thumbs up to D’Angelo’s on 20th and Manning.
So, we are waiting for the call that there is a free bed. It could come today, or maybe tomorrow.
In the meantime, life goes on. Time for lunch and then a few hours in the office. Later.