Today we have done very little. We went to breakfast as usual, after I had given Chris' wounded eye a drop, one of four for each day for five days. After breakfast he convinced me that he should drive me to get my hair done, saying that driving would make him keep his eye open. And he needed to do that. I got my hair done, and we returned to the apartment. He had bought a few things at the dollar store and we put those things away, and then went to lunch. At all three meals we sat with friends we had made here. Two were going back to their homes, now that they were well enough, although one lady said she would be back sometime, when she couldn't take care of herself. The other was going to live with her daughter. A man who lives across the hall from us isn't sure just what he would be doing as soon as he gets hold of his health. His daughter and grandchildren come to see him. Tonight we watched and listened to "Les Miserables." That took all evening. Now we have to have our showers and go to bed. Tonight we talked to Karen and to Kaye, and they are doing well on their trips.