Liberation Day

The groundhog saw the shadows and liked what he saw, so my winter in the nursing facility is nearing its end. As soon as the two bureaucracies -- hospital and facility -- can iron out the details, I'll be back home, probably by Tuesday. The catch is that for the duration, i.e., as long as the lesion still shows up on the MRI, I'll have to go in every day (Sundays and holidays too) for about an hour of intravenous antibiotic. But hey, I won't be stuck in wheelchair central anymore, waked up every morning for a change of IV bags.