Everything worked out well, though I was a bit rushed all day. (I think the rest of the world was rushed too, with all the Black Friday activity.) The boys got in a swim while I showered and packed. The hotel was kind enough to cancel our last night's stay without the proper 24-hour notice. I picked up her medicines from two different pharmacies and fed the kids what they were craving 20 minutes away. (Why are there no Chick-Fil-A's in the Pasadena area?)
Krista is at home now, tired and still recovering a bit, but since her medical condition is stable there's no reason to keep her in the hospital. It's good to be home, though there was a rush there also to get the house sanitized again so Krista could avoid having to go back again. I'm looking forward to a good night's rest in my own bed!
Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom;
in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth
without knowing whose it will finally be.
But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you.