My very ornery cancer patient husband has decided to return to work. I guess he figures it is time once again to make a living for his family. He has worn out his welcome at home, and since he hasn’t started cooking, scrapbooking, sending out the bills, or mowing the yard, he’s decided he’s bored. All kidding aside, he’s finally decided that for now, this is good as it gets. He grateful to be feeling better, even though he still has the drain, and figures he won’t probably feel a whole lot better than he already does, at least for now. He was beginning to wonder if he would ever feel good enough to come back, but his healing has finally progressed and somewhat leveled off.
He doesn’t want the school year to end without returning. We know it will probably zap him to work all day. It has been suggested many times that he work ½ days, but he insists to be able to see all of his students if he is there, so full days it is! He will return this Wednesday after having 99 days off this year so far. We are appreciative of his sub, the 7th grade team, and everyone else at school, for allowing him the luxury of just taking care of himself while they took care of everything else.
His limp is worse than it has been for a while. This time it isn’t due to the nerve damage so much as it is from him stubbing his toe and nearly breaking it last week. He has trouble controlling his leg, and because if feels so funny, he doesn’t always feel it the way it actually is…sometimes he stumbles because he doesn’t realize he didn’t pick his foot up as far as he needed to. So now that we finally upped the dosage of the nerve medicine and his foot was feeling a little better, he has to deal with the toe.
He doesn’t want the school year to end without returning. We know it will probably zap him to work all day. It has been suggested many times that he work ½ days, but he insists to be able to see all of his students if he is there, so full days it is! He will return this Wednesday after having 99 days off this year so far. We are appreciative of his sub, the 7th grade team, and everyone else at school, for allowing him the luxury of just taking care of himself while they took care of everything else.
His limp is worse than it has been for a while. This time it isn’t due to the nerve damage so much as it is from him stubbing his toe and nearly breaking it last week. He has trouble controlling his leg, and because if feels so funny, he doesn’t always feel it the way it actually is…sometimes he stumbles because he doesn’t realize he didn’t pick his foot up as far as he needed to. So now that we finally upped the dosage of the nerve medicine and his foot was feeling a little better, he has to deal with the toe.
When it rains it monsoons…
He is still on the antibiotic for the drain. That seems to be an on-going saga, considering his surgery was over 10 weeks ago! Hopefully we’ll see a change in that by the end of the week.
We had a nice weekend. Friday was the 1st anniversary of my mom’s death, and I had a very rough week last week. It was harder on me in the days leading up to April 20th than the 20th itself. I guess on the 20th I was thinking…yep, she’s dead today just like she was a year ago today. As for the days before, I was flooded with the thoughts of what was happening in our lives a year ago, and how I had no idea of what was to come. Brian insisted that I take the day off, just at least for the first year. I felt swamped at school, so I compromised with taking the afternoon off. He had special plans for me all day. I received flowers at school in the morning; then he took me to St. Joe to Carlos O’Kelly’s, which was one of my mom’s favorite places to eat; then we shopped for garden items to get ready to plant flowers. He was a fun distraction, and it was nice to get out of town on our own agenda, not because he was sick.
Then I spent the later part of the evening with Dad, Karis, Erin and Jacob, reminiscing about Mom and life. It was a hard day for all of us, but we’ve come a long way. She would be very proud of us, I’m sure. It is hard when you step back and realize that life went on without her. The weather is like it was when she died (maybe not as windy), and it is a subtle reminder that the year has taken a full circle.
My cousin and her family visited today from Lee’s Summit. I always say she’s the cousin that looks more like my mom than I do (if you can believe that). She’s my mom’s brother’s daughter. She really misses my mom too, and it was good to have her here and spend some time together. We enjoyed causing a ruckus at Pagliai’s before they headed home.
My mom loved it when family got together.
Well, now we’re ready for the 2nd’s of everything, which they tell me is easier. We look forward to regaining some normalcy in our lives, and hope it’s for a long time!
Thank you for your continued prayers! Enjoy your week.
Jenni
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. Psalm 23
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