hospital

I made enchiladas again--this time the filling was potatoes with soy chorizo. They were really good.

Today I went to the hospital to visit my friend P. It was my first time being at a hospital since my younger niece was born. I found it overwhelming, all that equipment in the halls and strange smells, but seeing P was worth it. I didn't touch anything except my friend when I hugged her. I kept my hands in my jacket pockets. I'm paranoid about hospital germs.

This afternoon they transferred P to skilled nursing. I don't know how long until she can go home.