I wasn't here to participate in the great event, as I had gone to East Hampton for the day to take care of some business. But my brother, John, who had come down from Boston, went to the doctors' rounds this morning and then was able to take part in his discharge and drive him home. That was nice. They were here when I got back.
Our neighbors, Jeanie & David, dropped off some homemade soup. He's on a restricted diet for now, so we'll have to get into home-cooking.
As I said in my previous blog, your well wishes are great, but he's not quite ready for phone calls and visitors. I can let you know, when he's up to it.
Although he is doing well, heart surgery takes a lot out of you. So he needs to rest and sleep, and we need to get into a routine. But it's good he's here.
I will not be doing blogs every night. You can assume that all is going well, and when he's ready for the outside world we'll let you know. It's supposed to be a slow process taking 2-3 months or more. But as long as we see progress along the way, we'll be happy.
We're glad to have such wonderful friends and family. Thanks for being there.
4 comments:
A great BIG WELCOME HOME to Redjeb!
It must be wonderful to have him home. A hospital is definitely not the place to get well.
Looking forward to hearing about Redjeb's first outting to his favorie cafe soon.
Sending lots of love to both of you.
Donna
Yes, welcome home to Redjeb. I am sure it must be a good feeling for him, like getting released from the county jail. I hope he can get to his favorite spots soon, I don't know which ones they might be, but if I were there I would head straight to the bagel take-out down the avenue. I've only seen bagels once here in Paris, stacked neatly like an ethnographic display in a bakery window near the Luxembourg Gardens. I didn't bite... they looked kinda scary. Have a bagel for me! :-(
Go to rue des Rosiers, and you should find them there says Redjeb.
rue des Rosiers, yeah that's a good idea. I'll check out the bakeries there. I already go there for the occasional felafel or baba ganoush. It's strange, you can find souvlaki and gyro on every block, and the supermarkets all have several brands of humous, but the baba ganoush they sell is made with mayonnaise rather than tahini, and felafel is nowhere to be found.
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