Mom was discharged today. When I talked to Suzy this evening, Mom was in her recliner snoozing. Suzy said she seemed to be getting stronger as the day wore on once she was home.
No more white sheets.
No more view of the bay.
No more room service.
But she's home, and close to her secret stash of Paydays and Hershey's.
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