A house is not a home without the ones you love safely ensconced there. My little bungalow has only been a "house" for the last few days. This afternoon, it become a "home" again!
Don is home and doing amazingly well. Some minor issues -- unusually high blood pressure (for him) and a paralyzed left vocal chord -- but nothing we can't deal with. The hospital staff was wonderful to him, and they've all been quite surprised at his speedy upswing. We met several believers on the staff, and that's always refreshing. One of our favorite nurses in ICU, a precious Catholic woman, has had some unfortunate experiences with so-called believers (preachers, but not practicers), but she was genuinely drawn to Don and me. I pray we were able in some way to speak into her life. All in all, we've seen positive things come out of a rather traumatic event. To God be the glory!