Saw the surgeon again today

and everyone in the surgery department is starting to remember me. In fact, one of the receptionists suggested that I speak to a financial aid person in the hospital administration. The receptionist said that since I have to see my doctor at least twice a week, I shouldn't have to keep paying $25 a visit. Veronica arranged for a refund for me for today's visit, too. I didn't ask, they just offered, who am I to say no?

My infection has not shown any signs of letting up, but also no signs of getting worse. The pain is still quite evident, and while it prevents me from doing some things I need to do (like setting up the ironing board, my next task), the pain does not prevent me from having a good day.

Emma is coming, in fact I expect her to be here in time to come with me to pick up Heshy. Emma was sixteen was Heshy was born, and they only lived together for a little over a year. So he has no memory of her as part of our everyday lives, but he adores her nonetheless and I think she has a soft spot for him as well.

Marshall is cooking up a storm and the fresh strawberries he bought for this weekend look so sweet and delicious it's all I can do to avoid helping myself to some right now.

Tomorrow we are having 6 guests for lunch, and if Stella and Emma join us we'll be 12. Should be great fun.

My warmest wishes for a wonderful Shabbat.