We were up an at the hospital at 5:45 a.m. this morning. Bud's surgery took about one hour and then he spent the rest of day with his leg wrapped with ice and in his lazy-boy.
I spent most of the day on the phone. I made Bud a nice dinner of ham, potatoes and Italian beans. During dinner I got one of my spells, a gas bubble that gets stuck in my chest. After I threw up I felt better but it really ruined my evening. It lasted about two hours and really makes you feel miserable.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be much better.