We arrived at Pasco Regional Medical Center today to the news that the surgeon had approved Mother’s discharge if the pulmonologist agreed. So we waited for the him. And waited for him. And waited for him. The room was almost too small for the four of us when she was the only patient there but when they moved another patient and her two visitors in it was really too small. We took turns hanging out in her room and hanging out in the waiting room down the hall. It was a long nine hours that we waited. Thank heavens for the pile of books that the volunteer brought on the day of surgery. Mother wasn’t interested in reading but the rest of us were grateful for the books.  Finally when the doc still hadn’t shown at nine-thirty at night Mother agreed to stay the night if we were willing to go home.
Off the beaten path is Hampstead is the more than three hundred year old Burgh House with a fascinating history. It’s now a community center, local museum, gallery, concert venue, event space, and more open to the public four days a week. We popped over for a bite to eat and to peruse the galleries to learn a little more about Hampstead history.
Ever since its debut on Broadway the two of us have wanted to see “Wicked the Musical”. Today we realized that dream. In the Apollo Victoria Theater in London’s West End we were witness to the incredible prequel to The Wizard of Oz, the story of the Glinda the Good and the Wicked Witch of the West.
London’s National Portrait Gallery’s temporary exhibition, “Six Lives: The Stories of Henry VIII’s Queens” presents an amazing collection of portraits, jewelry, personal effects, books, costumes, and more to illustrate not only the lives of the six women who married the second Tudor king, but the effort across five centuries to keep their memory alive.
We arrived at Pasco Regional Medical Center today to the news that the surgeon had approved Mother’s discharge if the pulmonologist agreed. So we waited for the him. And waited for him. And waited for him. The room was almost too small for the four of us when she was the only patient there but when they moved another patient and her two visitors in it was really too small. We took turns hanging out in her room and hanging out in the waiting room down the hall. It was a long nine hours that we waited. Thank heavens for the pile of books that the volunteer brought on the day of surgery. Mother wasn’t interested in reading but the rest of us were grateful for the books.  Finally when the doc still hadn’t shown at nine-thirty at night Mother agreed to stay the night if we were willing to go home.
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