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The Best Birthday Present


My mother gave me the best birthday present ever—her release from the hospital! We took one last walk to the administration building to visit the massive Jesus statue and say a few words together before heading home. Carmen looked wonderful today after a good night’s rest (she was able to sleep through most of the night yay!) and another solid breakfast. The cortisone has been really effective in reducing her discomfort and nausea, so she is able to actually move around during the day. Unfortunately the cortisone is also responsible for some water retention, which is a little worrisome for Carmen because of the additional weight and the liver/kidney function implications. On the bright side, Carmen does look better with the extra weight.

We all went out to O’Donnell’s in the Kentlands for a delicious birthday “lunch” (which really was at American dinner time). Having my entire family and Tom together to celebrate my 25th birthday, was the best thing I could have ever asked for. Carmen was energetic, funny, chatty and ate probably more than I have ever seen her eat ever. She said she had a large appetite and was enjoying all of the delicious food we had. Of course after that monstrous meal and being out and about for so long Carmen felt extremely full/uncomfortable/tired and had to take a nice long siesta.

I am thankful for Carmen’s health and strength, my wonderful family, my amazing boyfriend, and my incredible friends. Thank you all, especially Carmen, for making my birthday such a warm and special day. 




 

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