February 9, 2009
My brother-in-law’s release from the hospital was as sudden as his admission to it. He called us one morning to say the surgeon had signed the paperwork so he could go home. My sister and I hastily bought some button front shirts (his customary t-shirts being out of the question for the next few weeks), stopped at Trader Joe’s so we wouldn’t have to cook that night, and hurried to the hospital. Our hearts leapt at the sight of him sitting up in the waiting room. Just a few formalities and they were in their car, on the way home.