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    Well the hospital adventure is over. I got the call about 11:30 and went to pick him up. They said he'd be down at about noon, which turned out to be more like ten past, but no matter. The nurse, though little, was very strong and got him into the car by herself. I had asked if he could stand and walk for himself and they said that he was walking with a walker.
    We were very relieved that tropical storm Andrea had decided to drop her rains elsewhere. I got him home and he got out of the car by himself. He had no problem with the walker, but nor did he have any faith in his ability to walk with a cane, so he made it all the way to his sofa, including through two tight doorways, with the walker. He said that he's a lot weaker since he went to the hospital. But he had trouble eating there, and probably didn't sleep too well either. He seemed very, very tired. So I'm hoping that home cooking and some rest will make everything better.
    It's also true that he had dialysis quite late yesterday and supper after dialysis when he was very uncomfortable from that exhausting process. We were visiting until they threw us out at 8:30. I've got to feel that he'll be much better tomorrow. Anyway I can hope, and it's nice to have him out of the hospital.