Rainy Saturday

Another quiet day at Walter Reed. My brother Steve, Jim, and I spent a few hours with David. He’s doing well and enjoyed some phone conversations. Last night Jim noticed that the hefty machine that registers blood pressure and temperature was pulling away from the wall. He helped detach it and position it on the floor. It had never been attached to a stud and would have fallen right onto the bed soon. Today they moved David to a room down the hall to avoid the plaster dust. His new room is nearer the end of the building, with a bigger couch, two chairs, and a nicer view.

Speaking of views, from the hallway window near the fifth floor elevator, I can see the LDS Washington Temple, where Jim and I were married 35 years ago. The white and gold spires rise above the trees. It’s especially lovely at night.