Some days I just shake my head and laugh. I am so blessed. Joe just called about the printer we needed. As a child I had a bed full of stuffed animals and I told Joe. On the way to the printer he saw a big stuffed dog and knew I would want it. For Valentines Day he gave me a 3 foot long "wiener" dog that said "I love you this much". I takes up half the bed. What a guy.
The last week was real challenging as we had started up the wood stove to see if I would react to it and I did and it took me down, literally, for a week. I could hardly walk. I was so down. I know it has to be hard for him to watch me in so much pain but still going. I wished I was dead at the worse point. Thanks oil and gas is all I can say.
It was a challenge but we overcame it and I am back on the road to perpetual recovery. At least I am upright and you can touch my skin. Yeah, now if my child would talk to me, life would be good.
I am kinda scared when he goes back to work on the boat. He sees what I go through and I think he is worried and trying his best to make things as safe and accessible for me as possible. Gosh. I love him so.
