Our dear friend Ellen (also our realtor) and I were looking at possible houses to buy in spring of 2015. A historic home on the main street in town was for sale at a decent price so we went to check it out. We already knew it used to be a sanatorium back during the civil war. Well, low and behold on the second floor was the surgery room? Not sure what it was called but the room was decked out as it was back in the day...tiled floor, walls and ceilings...a drain in the middle of the floor...glass gurney to make it easy to wash off blood...I don't know but seeing a dead squirrel on the road gives Joseph the willies...can you imagine living in a house with a blood room? Though Ellen said it could easily be renovated into one mother of a shower room. Ellen is a master when it comes to vision.
This is a selfie with Mom during her first blood transfusion in the spring of 2015 I believe? I took it to show Mike that Mom was doing okay. Mom certainly wasn't as upbeat as I was that day. I was excited about mastering our selfie on the first try cause goodness knows the lady was not going to sit still for a take 2.
Master on, People.