Dreaming of a regular breakfast tomorrow

Alden again.
Mom had a pretty good day. Things were fairly uneventful medically and that is not a bad thing.

Mom is walking around, and getting out of bed much better today.  She had three full liquid meals, and none were followed with nausea.  Tomorrow will be the first day trying to get back on a regular diet.  The epidural has been cut in half, and pain meds are being taken orally.

She looks and sounds just wonderful.  Sitting here now filing her nails.  Joking around, and smiling continuously.  Mom is hoping to get decent sleep tonight, and Stan the Man is here to be the overnight honorary nurse... but he is already asleep on the pullout, so we will see how that goes.    I'm sure he'll do fine.

Mom is not exactly sure how to say it, but like the country song goes, "I wouldn't have missed this for the world."  Others who have gone through circumstances like my mom's have said they wouldn't have missed their situation, even though from the outside it seemed that no one would ever want to be in their shoes.
Because of all the love, the stories, the talking with family, neighbors, coworkers, childhood friends, and even strangers she has found this whole debacle to be worth it.. Debs words,  "I quite honestly thought, yeh , yeh, it is hard to believe people when they say they are happy bad things happened to them, but after I read the comment/post by my son Ross, I can honestly say, I feel the same way.