I was finally released this morning to return home. Thank God!! I have no complaints about my time at the Martini Ziekenhuis, they were absolutely wonderful to me, but it is not home. I will miss the kind ladies who would stop by my room every couple hours asking if I want a cup of tea or a cookie. They would laugh at my broken Dutch but would always tell me I’m doing great. I will not miss the dry Dutch “broodjes” for breakfast and lunch…everyday…and by broodjes (sandwiches) I mean flat dry bread with margarine and cheese. I don’t believe I will ever embrace this Dutch cultural phenomenon.
I am healing well but am still tired. My arm is sore and I have limited mobility but with exercise that will come back. Our next appointment will be on Thursday 15 March to lay out the treatment path. Until then we are going to focus on resting and enjoying the time we have with my mom and sister in town.