Welcome to Medical City Frisco
Because we haven't ever gotten to check out this particular hospital in Frisco, we decided that Rick should have some surgery done here. Uh huh. That's the only reason. And isn't it nice how they welcomed us? We're not even there yet and we get a "welcome to" message. I wonder what we'll get when we actually arrive?
They claim that Healthcare is better in the City.
Good thing we don't live in the country.
But seriously (or not) we've never gotten to visit THIS hospital before. Heck, I didn't even know this hospital existed and here it is just minutes from my house. I hope they have a good gift shop. And a good cafeteria. That's my only criteria, you know, shopping and eating. And more shopping, and occasionally checking in on Rick.
So, after all is said and done (and believe me, I've said plenty), we FINALLY have a surgery date for Rick. He's been waiting for over two months for this particular trial surgery and we have high hopes for its success.
I'm expecting great things after this.
Like a trip to Hawaii, a trip to Europe, a new car, a new house, jewels, money and ...
well, I am getting a new house ...
Thanks Rick. Your pain guarantees me lots of fun things! I hope you get something out of it, too.
Tuesday Morning at 9:15 AM Texas time, Rick will be under the knife. Please lift him in prayer for a successful and uneventful surgery!
The guy there on the left has been through so much.