Walkie-talkies are proving invaluable for us here, now that my brother is home from the hospital. I am downstairs. My brother is upstairs and needs something. He calls me on the walkie, I answer him. Totally "White Rook" all over again!
Yesterday's homecoming was hectic, running to the doctor straight from the hospital. Getting all the prescriptions, the excitement of walking in the door of the house for the first time in over two months. Even the canary, Ringo got a little crazy. The dogs went nuts. The transition will take a few days, but overall, my brother is relieved and happy to be back in his own bed and away from the hospital. Home health care starts tomorrow, with a nurse coming, and also a physical therapist. Home cooked food is a source of happiness!
So let the holidays begin!