Dorothy was right!

I'm afraid Dorothy was right, there really is no place like home. We arrived on Sunday about midnight and have been running to and fro ever since. It took a good while, two days, to find the right doctor for Harry's injuries but today we hit the jackpot. The team of facial trauma experts at HCMC in the heart of our city, Minneapolis, turned out to be the just the team Harry needs to fix him up. Tomorrow are the x-rays and next Wednesday the surgery. It should take about two hours if all goes well. The doctors are very impressed by the work of our Mexican ENT surgeon, Dr. Portillo. Women have been commenting on how beautiful Harry's nose looks. The other good news is that he will not need to have his jaw wired shut for six weeks. The doctors who saw him today have seen the worst of the worst so they assured us they could fix him. He will need to continue with his diet of smash and mash for the next many weeks however. We got home very happy today with the news and within minutes Harry had yet another kidney stone attack. He is doing ok now but it was pretty rough. He loves his big bath tub and just being home.

As for me, I have of course been to my favorite grocery store, Byerly's, at least 5 times in the last 5 days so of course I am happy. It feels all so comfortable again. Our friends Brian and Vicki bought over Chinese food last night, Harry had soup, and I was in heaven eating my egg rolls, pork dumplings and sesame chicken. Funny the things you miss. Things have changed a lot here in the past year and a half. I just keep soaking in all the changes, enjoying every minute. I finally feel I can relax a little now after two really hard weeks. I learned yesterday that I accidentally locked our screen door in San Jose so our cleaning lady could not get in to clean the condo we rented. Our neighbors, Val and Wendy found Herlinda sitting on the steps waiting to be let in because her key did not work. She probably thought we were asleep. Val took screwdriver in had and took the door off so she could get in to clean before our landlady came home this week. Just another little miracle typical of our friends in Mexico. Without all their love and support there is no way we could have made it home in a week.