“Home again, home again…”

“…jiggidy jig.”  An old nursery song today.  My buddy Karen picked me up at the hospital yesterday afternoon and it was so nice to see the old homestead again. I easily negotiated the three stairs into the house, yay!  It was an early to bed night for me and there is nothing like sleeping in your own, comfy bed.  Karen got me these lovely flowers (not a great picture of them I’m afraid) from the Amish farm stand and they were a cheery sight.  Today will be getting the house set up properly and starting my exercises.  Pain is more tolerable in your own home.