As I type, Mom and I are settling in for Days of Our Lives. A tasty lunch of jello, a mini Italian ice, broth, tea, ginger ale, and apple juice just arrived, though it's not likely that she'll consume it all -- she's been instructed to take it slow. Apparently her stomach is telling her to take things slowly as well, because she experienced some nausea this morning -- perhaps a lingering effect of some medication she took last night to help her sleep. As a result, she hasn't been walking much today, but she's feeling better now and taking it easy in bed.
At this point, it looks like Mom will be hospital-bound for at least part of the weekend. She's hopeful that she'll be home by Sunday evening, but it still seems too early to say anything with certainty. Needless to say, she's relieved that Emory has cable -- even if she's here longer than she wants to be, she won't have to miss any important football games!

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