I'm happy to report that Rich is doing very well. Saturday we went to Richmond to attend a few meetings at Unevent and see a few friends. It was good to see folks. Rich impressed me by driving the entire 90 minutes to his folks' house on the south side and then again driving to site about 30 minutes away. But he is the world's worst passenger so this is a wonderful milestone.

We discussed medieval stuff for a few hours and then headed back to retrieve our kid that had spent the day frolicking at the Childrens Museum and not napping (which I figured). I was concerned our son might come apart at the seams at 6:45pm but he held it together and we had a lovely dinner. I learned from Ian that dipping Doritos in ketchup is actually kind of tasty.

We pulled away from the restaurant and I think both he and Rich were asleep before I got on the highway. I had a very nice drive listening to whatever I wanted on the radio. The excitement of the day tuckered Rich out a bit, but he rallied to co-chill with the Smiths as they returned from their own festivities to our house.

Saturday's fun left Rich to recover for most of Sunday but he still was pretty active and has been eating really well. He's gained about five pounds so far, so we're heading in the right direction.

Today he went to work and drove himself. He lasted all day, only taking a brief nap in his office after lunch (he noted that going out to lunch was more tiring than his entire morning of working at his desk). And he's had a pretty mellow evening of dinner (thank you, Terri!), football on the TV and a good book. Ian and I went to Target to research Christmas decorations and that led to a late bedtime, but we all did okay overall.

So now we're just hanging out. This may be a boring update, but it pleases me that we can have such a mundane set of days so soon after surgery. It was only three weeks ago that I was looking at cell phone pictures of my husband's intestines only hours after they had been taken. Today has been much easier to handle.