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I went to CCU for the first time yesterday.

When I went to CCU, I didn't know what to expect. Would it be an emotional time or what? To my surprise, it was not emotional at all. It was a time of rejoicing where I had been and where I am now. Laura showed me around and I was surprised that the nurses remembered me and Laura as soon as I walked in. Laura and I talked with the nurses quite a bit and they were shocked at how well I am doing. 

Laura showed me around the CCU waiting area and showed me the places where she slept and where she sat when she was waiting for me. Then she showed me Methodist's cafeteria. It was fantastic. I can only say one thing, I may have been in CCU, but she ate well! She got a card from the cafeteria that allowed anyone with her to eat up to $5 for free. So, my mom and dad ate for free, my kids ate for free, my Associate Pastor ate for free. They have everytihng there. They have a place where you can just get a salad, they can get a pizza, they can get Chinese  Food, they can get really anything they want. I don't ever want to be in CCU again (and my parents and wife have threatened me if I go there again) but the cafeteria was fantastic.

Laura showed me all around the hospital. She showed me where she got my glasses adjusted. She said that she went everywhere in slippers, whether they wanted her to or not. She was very happy with the care I got at Methodist, but she never wants to see them again!

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