It was the perfect day. Sunshine, 72 degrees. A great opportunity to head to Kansas City, grab a girlfriend, go to lunch at
Port Fonda, and make a Costco run. After being cooped up for ten days, I can't tell you how good that felt. And tasted.
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Port Fonda's Bloody Mary bar |
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Delicious chilaquiles |
I didn't even worry about my patient until I was driving home, groceries in tow. Was he okay? Did he miss me? What if he fell down in the backyard and is writhing around on the ground right now?!? Pulling into the garage, I saw this:
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Out for a walk, ten days post-op |
He might have enjoyed Caregiver's Day Out better than the caregiver.
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