Okay, I have been home since a few minutes before 3:00 PM. Yep, I got out of clinic between 2:45-3:00 PM. I waited fifteen minutes to twenty minutes for JP get some things out of the way before putting me in bed for the rest of the afternoon and evening before she left for home herself. I had turkey and mashed potatoes and one slice of homemade pizza from yesterday’s supper. I had a little bit of turkey left over from my supper and saved it for an omelette for breakfast tomorrow morning when DH gets back to work in the morning because she was out of town taking care of her Dad’s health issue. Her Dad has been in the hospital because his heart was working in a strange way and his heart needed to be monitored for an overnight stay at the hospital. What the doctor decided to do was shock her dad’s heart back to normal rhythm because it was not beating normally. I felt for her dad and the family. DH will be back tomorrow morning. I just need to know what time 7:30 AM or 8 AM. Not hearing from her on the times I gave her kind of frustrates me. I need to have good communication with my caregivers. I do not like it when JP does not respond right away either. Why bother communicating with anyone who does not respond in a reasonable time—within minutes to an hour depending on the reason for communication is initiated in the first place. It is a pet peeve of mine. I did finally hear from DH, and she will be here at 7:30 AM tomorrow. I will not be seeing JP until Thursday afternoon because of her plans for dinner with her MIL tomorrow for their Thanksgiving dinner with no turkey this year. Whatever pleases people works for me, right? Right!