Dad spent a few days in Memorial Hospital last week.  Having a loved one in the hospital is stressful.  Since I live really close to the hospital I would make sure I was there first thing in the morning just in case the doctor made early rounds (which never happened!).  I’m not complaining.  I loved spending time with dad in the morning drinking our coffee, reading the paper and sharing the daily news.

Mom would come mid-morning, then either Joyce, Nancy or Linda… or son-in-laws and grandchildren.  Dad is thankful to have so much family support.  It still bothers me that his roommate didn’t have one visitor the entire time dad was there.



Memorial Hospital 3rd Floor Walkway



Need a visiting break?  Memorial has a nice sitting area with a beautiful view.



Dad had a room with a view.



Bye-bye Room 202!