The view from Tower Three

Our Christmas holiday didn’t go at all the way we had expected this year, but all in all, it could have been a lot worse. The Big Guy spent five nights in the hospital at Baylor Grapevine (including two in the ICU) and we didn’t get back home until December 30; we also missed out on his family’s Christmas Day meal and get-together — although we did still get to enjoy the delicious food as well as a lovely meal with his parents and his cousin at the Classic Cafe in Roanoke the night before we flew home. The hospital staff were all wonderful, and things are now getting back to normal, so here are just a few of my memories from Christmas 2023.

Irony in Barnes and Noble two days before Christmas

Christmas Day in the emergency department

Heading to the ICU