The first thing Joyce did when arriving home from the hospital was to go get her hair done. That made me smile and I knew then that she was feeling better. She has been constantly driving, though, and that worries me. I will be sitting at this computer and will see her car drive by numerous times during the day. I don't know what she is doing, but she stays on the road.
Maggie is back to getting her half-a-pan of cornbread every night that Joyce cooks with her supper. Rosa and I will be sitting in my den as we hear Joyce call Maggie. Maggie will clamor to get outside through the dog door to greet her friend. "Yes, you are my special pups. Are you hungry?" will be heard through my screened porch door. It is so good to be able to hear that again.
Mom just called and we go to the Honda dealership to pick my car up at 4 PM tomorrow afternoon. They are performing the 100,000 mile service on it. Something else I could never afford on my own. My parent's have been very kind about this whole ordeal and I appreciate it. They could have scorned me because it was my own stupidity in leaving my keys in the car that allowed it to get stolen.