It’s 3pm. Mom is getting a cat-scan to check for any blood clots. I’m chilling in her room, checking work email and trying not to fall asleep.
Dad and I walked to the local pizza shop for lunch. Damn, NYC pizza really is the best.
Then we wandered looking for nail polish remover because apparently, mom’s pretty nails are in the way of them checking her oxygen levels. So later, I’ll be giving her an official hospital make-under.
She’s still doing well, considering she has staples across her abdomen.
Thanks to everyone for the calls, texts, and emails. They’re all appreciated.
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