December 28

For the past 3 days, Judy has had intentions of coming home for a few hours, but she just hasn't felt up to the rigors of getting dressed, experiencing a blast of cold air, and leaving the security of professional care. She continues to be dogged by nausea, but she is still getting up for walks around the 5th floor and periods of sitting in her chair. We keep on staring at the fluid in her catheter, hoping for clear amber. Over the past two days, there have been longer periods when the fluid is clear, then the dreaded brown color reappears. You never fly too high or sink too low. Judy's nephew, Justin, returns to Vancouver tomorrow and David returns to Toronto on Wednesday morning. We have had a wonderful week of visits in front of the fireplace, long walks, afternoon beauty sleeps, and multiple trips to David's favorite haunt-Greek House on 33rd. Tomorrow, I plan to make tea biscuits and cheese sauce for the Queen. This is the one food that Judy has been craving, even if she has just a little taste. The Queen shall have her biscuit and eat it, too.