All's well

Except for being a bit sore, I'm fine. I got home last night about 6:00 pm and was so tired and out of it. I couldn't believe they were letting me go home. I felt a bit nauseous, partly because I downed 2 glasses of water in 30 seconds flat. Norm helped me to the van and I thought we would never get home. Of course, we did. Once there, I climbed right into bed. Norm brought me a bowl of soup and crackers, which I tried to eat. Norm left me to pick up the kids and to take Hershey to puppy class, and I slept for an hour and a half. I woke up when everyone came home and felt much better. I finished my soup and crackers and ate a sandwich. 

I had an OK sleep last night, waking once from pain, so I took a Tramacet. I got up for a pancake breakfast, then watched Rosalie's soccer game. The good guys won, 1 - 0. It's a sunny day, only a bit chilly. For November 22, it's beautiful. We took Evelynne to a birthday party, came home for lunch, then Norm took the gang to the pool for the afternoon. I forced myself to stay behind. I'm going to relax and read my book. It's very weird not rushing somewhere, but I think I can learn to enjoy it. 

Thank you everyone for all your calls, flowers, and hugs. I wish you were all close enough to hug.