I woke from a nap in the hospital this afternoon to Little J showing me his trophy and certificate from the T-Ball celebration.

His eyes were so tired. I could tell he just wanted to be at home. Me, too.

Tomorrow I’m going to have a stent put into my intestine where it’s clogged. It’s a tricky procedure, so send your prayers at 11:00 am.

I’m hoping to be in clear liquids by noon and to have my belated Mothers’ Day latte and croissant Monday, late morning, from my own bed.



  1. Rebecca’s avatar

    Hello there, just caught up with your posts and sending you lots of love and light. I want to make you laugh and call you the name that I used to call you all those years ago. Was it Dolores? Beatrice? I can’t remember! And I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, so maybe it’s not that funny after all.

    I will be thinking of you tomorrow at 11 and throughout the day. I can’t lie and say I know what spending Mother’s Day in a hospital is like, but I do know that your friends and family will make it as special as you are. Lots of love from Texas… Rebecca

  2. Terre’s avatar

    Dear Jennifer, I had no idea you were in the hospital… apologies for my very poor correspondence. I am lighting a candle for you, and will be praying and thinking of you tomorrow, and especially at 11:00 onward, and seeing you in my mind back in your home on Monday sipping your latte!

    Wonderful photo of Little J–he looks like a happy athlete!

    Allen and I are praying for you.
    Much love, Jennifer. Terre


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