The surgery was on a Wednesday, and by Thursday Marie was eating, talking, walking, and generally responding better than the medicals even expected. I stayed in the hospital with her overnight. I was going to be the watchdog. I was determined to not let things get out of hand. She would get the best care. On Friday morning the nurse announced that Marie could be released from the hospital.
Two days after brain surgery, Marie was going home. Or at least to the hotel. I just couldn't believe it. What about therapy. What about yet unseen side effects or problems. Quite frankly, there were no problems. Yes it was a tricky surgery that needed to be done by someone special, but this was unbelievable.
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