Oh and By the Way

Going to the hospital every day.
Coming home most days until he was out of ICU. (They won’t allow you spend the night in ICU)

Driving time
40 minutes minimum
one way.
And then there is the sitting in his room.

I sat a lot.
Farewell yoga;
I must put you on pause because I am overwhelmed.
Oh, but, yoga would have so helped me.
I was lucky
just to be awake
and have the energy
to keep going.

The last two weeks David was there, we did not leave him alone for one minute. We all took turns staying the night with him. Home was so close and we couldn’t wait.

I now have a very bad case of sciatica pain from SITTING DO MUCH.
It has improved little,
most days.
Other days?
Not so much.
Excruciating...

Yoga does help,
I just need to make sure it is given time in my day.
(Add it to the list, but I will move it up a few notches. I won’t be of much good to David when I am in pain.)

David did not cough as much today;
on the road to recovery. Add it to the list of all the recovery he needs. We are busy making a list and checking it twice.
We want him better!

Last night he slept in his own bed.
Heaven.
He usually comes close to me and cuddles.
Knowing he can’t, I take the initiative and cuddle close to him.
Heaven, squared.

They came and picked up the hospital bed today.
No more hospital bed! Yay!

Happiness,
for every step forward!

David’s brother and his beautiful wife are in the process of installing metal rails for both the front and back door. That will be such a help in more ways than one.

Soon, we will be able to take walks, however, standing and walking takes his breath away.
So I am trying to figure out how to get an easy
wheel chair that’s not too heavy but tough and able to take walks with. I told him today I was choosing a wheelchair.
And he was like, ‘Really???’ 
Yes, really.
And you can both walk and sit. Walk until your tired and then sit and be pushed in your chariot.

(Esther, I will bet we are both smiling about that. It’s not the first chariot we have had in our life! You pushed my Hannah in a chariot when I was sent to bed because of a difficult pregnancy with Jeremiah. And now I will push your guy in his chariot. Not ideal, but we do what we gotta do.)

I can’t see so far right now. It’s hard to hope forward. But I know
many of you are.
And I grab
on to your hope.
Keep moving forward guys; I will try not to let go!

XO
Shelli