Ben is eating brisket and corn. There is pink in his cheeks again. He is a Nebraskan. He needs his cow and corn.
There is other good news. He is wearing his own underwear. Boxers. He is finally looking like a young man again. I was trying to help him with dinner and he told me that he doesn’t need me to feed him. Of course. Why didn’t I think of that.
The doctor just came in and he said that Ben will be here during the night, but should be moved to a regular bed on the cardio floor by tomorrow. Yeah!
Maybe we will be home by the end of the weekend. Maybe. We can only pray.
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Go Ben! Hugs to you from all of the Steiders. John says keep eating the cow and corn.
Gotta love those meat and potato kind of guys! I spent today with the Cartwright family — Clayton and Briann send their love (and a kiss from Briann).
Alright Ben! We know you are from the good part of the country! Isaac says “hi”- and we hope you keep feeling better and better.
Absolutely awesome!!! I know he is Nebraskan by birth, but Texans do all right with brisket and corn….go Ben!!!!!!