I talked to my dad a while ago. His pacemaker placement went fine. The nurse has him up walking in the halls, and he will go home tomorrow. The thing that amazes him (and me, actually) the most is that this hospital has a menu of all sorts of different food, and you just call down and tell them what you want, and they make it for you. He thought the chicken sandwich sounded good, so that's what he got.
I thought back fondly to my days as a hospital cook, preparing 160 servings of frozen breaded ground veal patties, powdered mashed potatoes, and canned green beans. You're on a pureed diet? Fine. Toss a veal patty in the blender with some broth. Liquid diet? Fine. Add more broth. Those were the days.
We gave our presentation to the faculty, the director, and the dean this morning. It went fine. The dean started asking me questions as soon as I had my introductory slide up, but I knew the answers, and he eventually settled down and listened intently. We got a very positive response to what will be a lot of extra work for everyone over the next year. Our nursing program is going for national accreditation, which is a fairly rigorous process.
After the presentation we had our usual array of Monday meetings, and I got out of there at about 2, and made green triangles for a few hours. It was relaxing.
I downloaded a song off of Elton John's Goodbye Yellow Brick Road album the other day for a playlist I am working on for next week. The album came out around the time I was working in the hospital kitchen, but before I was given responsibility for the veal patties.
I haven't listened to the entire album since the 70s I would guess. I have it on vinyl in a box somewhere, but iTunes lets me stream it for free since I own a song on it, so that's what I'm doing now. It brings back a lot of memories.
Another iris in our garden. They are everywhere now!