Hey Friends and Family,
Today was Friday. A day we look forward to all
week. We make something special for dinner, have something sweet and lots of
snacks. It’s like a celebration. Daddy’s home. For the weekend. The boys have
yet to grow out of screaming “daddy’s home!!!” It’s a ritual. They go out
to help him, knowing he has some kind of goody from Whole Foods.
Saturday is also full of yet more traditions. Pajamas on till noon, make your own cereal breakfast, Jon and dad rising early to snuggle on the couch and play with daddy’s phone. Matt sometimes joins, but oftentimes sleep is a little more appealing. Growing boy he is.
Around noon dad and the boys get ready and head to the bookstore to get coffee and read magazines. David is steady, constant, stable, safe... he likes things the same and he is devoted to his system. If you tell him thank you for coffee in bed then he will do it every single day until the end of time.
I, on the other hand, am mostly opposite. My favorite things change often. But I have embraced many constant things in the past few years. It really does feel safe.
And so, our weekend doesn’t feel right. It just doesn’t feel right at all. We are having to learn something new and we want the old way back.
David is pretty much the same today. The nurse said there was a little more improvement in his lungs. Which really is a highlight. However, his blood pressure is high, and he is still needing a lot of help breathing.
Hmmm. I guess that has been a steady constant. But I have to say it doesn’t give me the sense of safeness. That man. Even in his sick bed he remains the same. Please, if you insist on this constant thing, fine. As long as you don’t go backwards and continue to proceed forward, slow and steady, but forward, I think I may be able to breathe easy knowing all will be well. Not as soon as I hope.
But soon.
Saturday is also full of yet more traditions. Pajamas on till noon, make your own cereal breakfast, Jon and dad rising early to snuggle on the couch and play with daddy’s phone. Matt sometimes joins, but oftentimes sleep is a little more appealing. Growing boy he is.
Around noon dad and the boys get ready and head to the bookstore to get coffee and read magazines. David is steady, constant, stable, safe... he likes things the same and he is devoted to his system. If you tell him thank you for coffee in bed then he will do it every single day until the end of time.
I, on the other hand, am mostly opposite. My favorite things change often. But I have embraced many constant things in the past few years. It really does feel safe.
And so, our weekend doesn’t feel right. It just doesn’t feel right at all. We are having to learn something new and we want the old way back.
David is pretty much the same today. The nurse said there was a little more improvement in his lungs. Which really is a highlight. However, his blood pressure is high, and he is still needing a lot of help breathing.
Hmmm. I guess that has been a steady constant. But I have to say it doesn’t give me the sense of safeness. That man. Even in his sick bed he remains the same. Please, if you insist on this constant thing, fine. As long as you don’t go backwards and continue to proceed forward, slow and steady, but forward, I think I may be able to breathe easy knowing all will be well. Not as soon as I hope.
But soon.
He is taking baby steps towards feeling better, and it is
taking so long. We miss him like crazy. Thank you to everyone who is helping,
whether it be prayers, emotional and monetary support, or anything else. It
means so much to us. Don’t stop praying! Dads mom sends her love to everyone.
She can’t believe how many people love dad so much.
Love, Hannah and Michelle
Please know that we continue to pray for all of you and for David to get well soon.
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Thank you guys. That means so much. Really.
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