Wednesday, June 20, 1951
Presbyterian Hospital
168th Street, 5th Floor
New York, NY
Dear June:
I’m alone in the room now. My roommate went home this morning. It’s okay alone here but I hope they get me a new roommate soon.
I didn’t see the doctor today so I guess there’s no report from the lab yet. Please don’t worry about it.
They sent my bill up today. The woman at the desk said they’re always doing that. I sent it back with a note about the insurance company. I’m glad I’ve got insurance! The first week was $192 – of course that covers the operation, tests, x-rays,
and everything.
I think I’ll get my crutches and go mail this tonight. My leg feels as if I could walk on it but they say not to. So I hobble around. A wheelchair is handy, too. It means I always have a seat if I go to watch television.
The nurse just came in with my milk. Everybody gets a glass of milk in the evening.
I’ll say good night now, darling. I love you so very much. See you Sunday.
All my love,
(Tomorrow – Get well cards.)
© 2011 Lee Price
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