The operation is scheduled for Thursday, Sept. 25.
As soon as we got that news on Thursday, I started working on the idea that maybe we could go home for a few days and pay bills, free the dog from the kennel mow the lawn, tend to some matters at the office, and sleep in our own bed for a few nights.
Southwest was totally booked up for Friday but had two seats on a flight through Dallas that would get into Lubbock Thursday evening. We scrambled and made the necessary connections. Had a late dinner at Rosa’s, unpacked, and crashed. Picked up the dog in the morning, started on the mail, and began making return arrangements.
Surprise! There’s not a hotel room available in Houston, as near as I can tell. Those hotels that have electricity and water (all five of them 😉 ) are full of service personnel — communications workers, electricians and such — from other areas in town to help get Houston up and running again. So I’m trying to get on a wait list, and Nancy is wagging her finger saying “I told you so.”
It turns out that we have to go back to Houston Tuesday because I have pre-operation appointments starting at 8 a.m. Wednesday.