April began with Thomas in the hospital, and May is beginning with my sister Lois in the hospital -- for knee surgery, nothing serious. She had the surgery yesterday, and she is doing very well. They got her up first thing this morning, and she walked from the bed to the door of her room and back. Then she sat in a chair for a couple of hours. She'll be in the hospital until Saturday. In a few months she'll have the other knee done.
When she was having the blood work done last week, she was sitting in the waiting room when a nurse came to the door, looked around the waiting room and called, "Lois Dowell?"
Lois held up a hand and said, "That's me."
The nurse's eyes widened and her mouth puckered up. In a deep voice she said, "NO WAY!!!"
A bit timidly and very confused, Lois said, "Um, yes. I'm Lois Dowell."
"What's your birthday!?!"
Lois told her, and the nurse laughed.
They had her month and day right on the chart, but they had the year as '14. That nurse thought there was a centenarian in the waiting room.
She said, "I thought you looked pretty good for a hundred years old!"
Can you imagine a one-hundred-year-old lady being in such good health that they would do knee replacement surgery on her?