Evelyn's POVTime flew by. Daily checkups, physical therapy, and leisurely walks helped my mother steadily recover, until she finally met Dr. Joyce's standards for discharge.Early one morning, he came into the room and announced, "Today, you can go home.""Really?!" I was thrilled."Absolutely," Dr. Joyce said, raising his eyebrows. "You'd better go take care of the discharge paperwork before noon, or our nurses will come find you themselves."The news felt like an unexpected gift. Unable to hide my excitement, I rushed off to handle the discharge and brought my mother home to my new apartment."Mom, this is our home," I told her.My mother stood in the doorway, looking around at everything with curiosity. "You bought this?""Yes. Remember William? The college classmate I mentioned a few days ago? I'm drawing designs for his studio now.""That's wonderful, Evelyn. You're absolutely the best daughter in the world."My mother was never stingy with praise.We hugged and laughed in the do
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