May 7, 2010

I am so sorry it has taken me this long to post. We have come to the realization that we have no button to push to bring those wonderful nurses that we had for so long. Oh and one thing I have to admit and I really hate doing this (ladies you know what I am talking about), but Dave really did a lot around here! I thought he only worked at the office, but boy was I wrong! I will TRY to do my best to never complain about that again. I make no promises, but I really will try! I may have had the opportunity to sit down twice today for about 15 minutes each. That is not a complaint, because I would go 24 hours a day just to have him here at home with me today.

Yesterday was a great day. He enjoyed therapy tremendously, and seem to have a burst of energy. This was after the PT tore through some scare tissue that had already began to form. However, I have learned from many days in the hospital that when he has this burst of energy then the next day he is weak, tired, and a little down. Not to mention Jodi the physical therapist which by the way might weight 90 lbs. really beat him up today. At one point I heard him ask her if she had ever made a man cry! His leg was swollen most of the afternoon, but his hand did not swell, which is very encouraging. I wish I could explain to you what it is like seeing him move his wrist and hand. Jodi is very optimistic and that is what we need right now.

I do have a couple of very happy things to share. One, our middle son Derek came in on Thursday to surprise me for Mothers Day. I was so surprised I cried for 10 minutes. It was so good to see him, and a relief to know he was here to share the ups and downs with me. The other is tomorrow Dave and I will be married for 28 years. I probably told you this earlier, but this is by far the best anniversary we have ever had.

Take care everyone and all of you mothers out there have a wonderful Mother's Day. Everyone else, have a beautiful weekend and all of you please look at your family and if you can't see them this weekend then remember them, and all think about how fortunate we all are. Sometimes I think that I might possibly repeat myself, however I am sure all of you understand how that could happen. My oldest brother Lamar who passed away after fighting lung cancer always said to me, "Every day we wake up, it's a good day". Love to all