I just spent a couple of hours with Pam. She’s been transferred back to Surrey Memorial, so that’s a lot easier for me to get to… The room is nice, a sunny corner unit, that she is sharing with only one other patient.

She was having some difficulty today. Her brace is bothering her. Her leg is so swollen, that the Velcro straps that attach the brace irritate the back of her leg. She was continually trying to manipulate it, trying to get comfortable. She said that the breakfast they served in Royal Colombian was also upsetting her stomach.

Since she has moved back to Surrey Memorial, they have taken out the IV tubes, and taken away her control over her pain meds. I was there until 6 PM and they have not got all her orders, so they can’t give her the pain meds she had before. Hopefully they will get that straightened out, as it was obvious she was getting very uncomfortable, pain-wise.

I’ve brought our spare bed down into the family room. When they finally release her, she will be able to come into the family room, through the garage, without having to up and down any stairs. Poor old Max – he can’t figure out what is going on! He’s been laying on Pam’s blanket, looking quite morose. Poor guy – he misses her!

She wants me to thank you guys for all the well wishes. It’s been very nice for her to get the cards and letters and flowers. It’s been a struggle for her to accept being back in the darn hospital again! It seems so surreal.