It is Friday morning. Ken is off to get a rental car so we can see some of the sites today. It is a little smoggy today and it is to be a little cooler, maybe 90-degrees. We had wanted to go to San Antonio but that is a 10-hour drive round trip so we thought of Galveston but it was damaged quite a bit with the last tropical storm so it will be off to the Space Center. Their hours are 10-5 so we can have a full day there. I will take lots of pictures.
Yesterday I meant to add a picture to my blog. I wish you could see the facility here. It is just amazing. We never had to step outside as we were going to and from appointments. There are sky bridges to all the buildings. They even have motorized carts like they have at the airport to transport people that don’t want to walk. The facility is so modern and up to date. Here is a picture of a tree sculpture that is near an escalator in the May’s Clinic. All the elevators are labeled with a letter of the alphabet. On my schedule it will tell me to go to Elevator A or Elevator T. The signage is very good all over the area and everyone is so helpful if you need it.
The hotel is owned by the hospital but is run my Marriott Hotels & Resorts. Everyone in this particular hotel is either a patient or a caregiver. You see people being wheeled around in wheelchairs and hospital gowns. There are other hotels in the area but patients or other quests wouldn’t feel comfortable with that kind of patient atmosphere. Our Town Car driver was telling us about another Marriott Hotel close to the hospital that has more of a business atmosphere and thought we should stay there instead of where we are. I would not feel comfortable being wheeled around there if I were able to leave my hospital room for an outing.
Some of you have asked in e-mails how Ken is doing. He is doing well. I know it was a relief for him to finally here that the procedure is a go. He is so thankful that we don’t have to make a third trip down here. I know it will be hard for him while I’m in the hospital. He will be eating alone and coming back to the room at night alone.
I will close for now. I want to be ready when Ken gets back so we can go have breakfast and be on our way.
Love you all,
Karen
The hotel is owned by the hospital but is run my Marriott Hotels & Resorts. Everyone in this particular hotel is either a patient or a caregiver. You see people being wheeled around in wheelchairs and hospital gowns. There are other hotels in the area but patients or other quests wouldn’t feel comfortable with that kind of patient atmosphere. Our Town Car driver was telling us about another Marriott Hotel close to the hospital that has more of a business atmosphere and thought we should stay there instead of where we are. I would not feel comfortable being wheeled around there if I were able to leave my hospital room for an outing.
Some of you have asked in e-mails how Ken is doing. He is doing well. I know it was a relief for him to finally here that the procedure is a go. He is so thankful that we don’t have to make a third trip down here. I know it will be hard for him while I’m in the hospital. He will be eating alone and coming back to the room at night alone.
I will close for now. I want to be ready when Ken gets back so we can go have breakfast and be on our way.
Love you all,
Karen
2 comments:
Hey Mom & Dad,
Love you both, and think you often. Glad to hear the perfusion will take place soon. Thanks for the pictures mom, I like the visual aids, they help. Weather here isn't so great lately. Pretty cold actually, around 40 degrees at night.
You really are an inspiration to the whole family mom with your positive attitude. God's grace is truly sufficient, in not only your life, but in all of ours. Thanks for helping us see that. - Jonathan
Dear Karen, Marie gave me your blog. You are in our prayers and we hope everything will go well. We went to the Space Center a few years ago and found it very interesting but very hot outside, but that's Texas I guess. The hotel sounds great, especially since it's right at the hospital. Love and prayers, Joan Barry
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