There's No Place Like Home

Gee . . . all we had to do all along was click our heels three times and say, 'There's no place like home.' Did you ever wonder why Glenda didn't tell Dorothy that in the first place?

We're home! We were finally discharged at 7:00, drove home, gave Annie her 8:00 meds just in time for her 9:00 meds, now we've got ten minutes before she gets her 10:00 meds. Then, we get to sleep. This update's gonna be rather short, but I did want to let you all know that we all got home safely, Annie seems no worse for wear from the trip home, and we're all looking forward to a good night sleep in our own home.

Our next update will be this weekend on this blog. As this chapter closes, we'll also close the Caringbridge site. We've saved all of your notes on that site, as well as all the journal entries. We'll be including them all in Annie's scrapbook.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. I don't know what else to say. Thank you for all your prayers.

God bless,

Bill.