Midnight Snack etc.

Last night when Dad got a bit stiff in bed, we went for a walk around the house at 3:00am. As we circled the kitchen, he said, "is that chocolate cake ..." We stopped for a midnight snack - Dad had Diane Westen's Texas sheet cake and I had Lucy Boyd's peach cobbler. YUM! And a sure sign that Dad is feeling much more like himself.

Today is Dad's first outing - we're at Starbucks at the moment before we visit with Dr. Goldsmith for the first post-rehab follow up. The drive to DC (potholes and all) was a piece of cake for Dad today as compared to the excruciatingly uncomfortable commute the morning of the surgery. What a difference a few weeks (and a highly skilled surgeon) makes!