Just back from getting the ultrasound of Tashie's legs.No additional clots.
Last week's clot has neither changed nor moved.
Leaving the hospital, we were all feeling giddy with relief that it hadn't grown, multiplied, or moved. I was striding toward the parkade to get the car, Bruce was headed toward...wherever, and we heard "My walker! Help!"
We looked toward Tashie and as we ran toward her, saw that she was steady on her feet, and quite amused. She was standing there in the doorway of the main hospital, her walker happily rolling down the drive, about 12-15 feet beyond her reach.
Bruce corralled the walker, and we proceeded sedately at her sides, chastened at our lack of responsibility.




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