Well, I didn't get the chocolates, but I did get the flowers!
Yes, the beautiful artist Cheryl and her handsome photographer husband John
brought me beautiful roses.
They came all the way from the little village of Auvillar to visit me. Not only that, but they took me out to the park where we had a lovely afternoon!
Later, in the evening, I kept myself busy back at the hospital, watching French television. Ironically enough, I watched a program that taught French women how to walk properly in their high heels!
Well, it'll be quite a while before I can wear high heels! (Oh, and once again I WAS WEARING FLATS WHEN I BROKE MY ANKLE!)
I'm so grateful to my husband for coming all the way from Australia to rescue me.
He brought me back home to America where my little orange tabby kitty was waiting.
Bonjour, Mister Pickles!