5 August 2020
We drove over to Kaiser Hospital on Geary in the dark this morning, watching three raccoons cross the road in front of us into Golden Gate Park.
Joyce went into the darkened lobby alone, had her temperature scanned and went to Admitting on the first floor. That office has a window on the street, so I could see she was there before I drove home.
I wasn't home long before I got this text message:
I'm not expecting much. I remember watching the surgery status updates for her cataract surgeries and they are pretty broad. In Prep, In Surgery, In Recovery, that sort of thing.
But I'll take it. It beats just waiting.