May 15, about 8 p.m.
After a good long week, Jill went home this morning. When I talked with her last night I asked her how the day went.
Crappy, she said.
Ask her for details.
When I got here this afternoon, Mom was up and talking with her neighbor who spent the day with her. She looked much more alert and happy than when I last saw her. She walked three times today outside, the last time with the physical therapist who came about 5 p.m. After dinner, she talked with Christy and Carol on the phone and is now reading in her room.
Seems like a good end to a good day after a much more difficult one. Thank you Jill!
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