He's Home!

He's still on Oxygen, but it is minimal, and he has a 50 foot tube, so he can pretty much go anyplace in the house.  I was so pooped out by the time we got home (trip to the grocery store to get prescription and a few groceries, etc) and met the guy from the medical supply who set up his oxygen maker machine I just called work and told them I wouldn't be in.  I really hated to do it, but I was exhausted, and still had chores to do. 

Gracie is a little bit freaked out by the fans from the O2 machine, but she'll get used to it, I'm sure.  You'd think that I was the one who had been gone the way George is sticking to me like glue. 

Thanks so much for all your support over the past two weeks.  I'm just looking for "normal" now.