The Mistress of the House, She Who Must Be Obeyed, my Beloved Spouse, aka Judy, has returned.
With one arm bandaged where they yanked the i.v. tube out, with a walker close at hand and with her loving companion, Sweetie Pie, come to sniff those awful hospital smells.
I saw her, SP, go into Judy's room several times this afternoon and look around, seemingly confused by the absence of her friend.
And once Judy got into her chair she came up to the arm to joyously greet her and celebrate her return.
Judy had a total knee transplant Monday afternoon and spent about 48 hours in the good care of the hospital staff.
OOPS: As commenter Barbara Anne pointed out below, Judy had a total knee REPLACEMENT, not a transplant. Please excuse this error by a tired but happy Catalyst.
But she was getting stir crazy today and anxious to come home.
Tomorrow she goes to her first Physical Therapy session.
But tonight she is back home and because of the drugs she is taking for pain she can't even have a cocktail.
Never mind.
I'll make up for her.
