Tomorrow Will Be Another Day

My doctor came to see me this evening and sent me immediately for an repeat Chest X-ray. They're also going to get some blood in the morning. These tests are to check and see if I'd be ready to go home tomorrow. I'll keep my fingers crossed. They already brought me a fresh change of clothes this morning, so that I'll be ready when the doctor says I can go. I've been itching to get out of here since the day I've arrived. Don't get me wrong. I like the nurses and all the other staff. Plus, they just so adore me. Makes me feel special, you know. But I've been wanting to go and sleep in my little bed at home.

My nieces Soledad and Genoveva visited this morning. They said my brother Patricio would come tomorrow to see me. I just love being with my little brother. He's leaving Saturday, and I'd like to spend some time with him before he goes. I never know when I'll see him again.

I've got my normal voracious appetite and eat almost everything in sight, or at least much of what Room Service sends up to me. I've been walking to the bathroom almost unassisted. Although someone is always there to assist me; I can walk myself, often without anyone holding my hand. My balance seemed to be better. My nurse tried to get me out of bed and onto the chair in the morning. I didn't let her. After lunch, when coming back from my bathroom run, I asked to sit in the chair. My nurse was very happy to see me sitting in the chair when she walked back into my room. She put something under my feet to elevate my legs. I stayed in the chair much of the afternoon.

My stomach was feeling a bit upset in the afternoon. They sent a stool sample to the lab for analysis. I was wondering if I should have dinner. But by the time dinner came, I was ready to eat. And did I ever. I was feeling better and ate well. If my intestinal issues are resolved by tomorrow, they may finally let me get out of this place.

The Palliative Care nurse and the chaplain came in to see me this afternoon. They interviewed me. We are going to prepare Advanced Directives tomorrow. I'm feeling better, and everyone agrees that this is the best time to think about how to handle the future. Everyone wants to consider my wishes, if and when I am no longer able to clearly express myself. At the moment, I'm very lucid and aware, and many say quite intelligent and energetic, too.

Still, I'm no spring chicken you know. If anything, I'm more of an old hen, although my spirit is as youthful and energetic as they come. I inspire joy in all who come anywhere near me. They all say that I'm so cute. I smile and giggle each time. I never tire of the complements.

I've had a good life, you know. I can't complain. My philosophy is "Como Dios disponga." Loosely translated it means God's will is my will. Whatever God gives me is a gift from God. I am thankful for each breath of life that God gives me, but am ready whenever God is. "Dios sabrá cuando me llevará al cielito." Literally, only God knows when he'll call me to heaven.

All this serious stuff left me a bit anxious this evening. Let me get some rest. Tomorrow will be another day.