Last morning at Methodist Hospital. I fell like home here after camp out for almost 5 weeks, but it is time to move on. Thanks for all doctors, nurses, therapists, custodians who had been taking good care of Ada. Everyone is so friendly and genuinely care about my daughter.
After all this time, we just learn about a best kept secret Pizza place down in the basement. Walking down the long hallway, turning left and right and left and right, some hallway looks like the scene from the movie "Shining", until the last turn and the aroma of the fresh baked pizza hit your nose. Ahhhh. Don't go alone though, you might get lost easily.
I will miss that cute Dr. Matthew who came to visit us at 7.00 am everyday. Both Ada and I always half sleep when he came. This morning I told Ada that it is her last chance to say"Hi" to him, but she just laid there like a "Sleeping Beauty" waiting for a kiss from her Prince Charming.
Then it was occurred to me that a couple days ago, she had problem with her pee-pee tube, so T.J., the nurse practitioner who took really good care of her told the nurse to put diaper on her instead. So, Ada is thinking ahead of us, by wearing "Depend", she is preparing herself to "blend-in" with those folks over 65 at American Village. (Sorry, Ada, you can hate me later for making fun of you:))