Well, it has been a whirlwind couple of weeks at our household. I am so looking forward to things getting back to normal, getting back to being able to sleep at night. I have to admit, in some areas I am not as strong as I thought I was and in others I am stronger. This has been a journey for me as well as a turning point in my life. I will not ever take for granted what I have been given. Every day I have is a gift, my husband and children are blessings so are my friends. I can not express enough thanks and gratitude to those of you who called or stopped by. Those of you who reached out to my kids to let you know you were thinking of them. Those of you who reached out to Terry, we are blessed beyond words by each and every one of you.
I spent Friday in the Heart Hospital with Terry. He had his heart surgery and I am completely surprised by the care and treatment they they provide there. We walked in at 4:45 am on Friday the 16th and were released by 10 am on Saturday the 17th. It was harder for me at the Heart Hospital than when we were at McKennan, mainly for the reason that they were messing with my husbands heart and I was completely exhausted. It has been a busy two weeks with Prom and Hospital stays and trying to keep ahead of the kids. Listening to my husbands jokes about stroking out, bleeding out and everything else medically related to his current situation. Terry deals with stress and what worries him by cracking jokes, normally I do too, but not about this, couldn't about this. Anyway, while waiting to be checked into the hospital on Friday he asked how I was feeling, to which I promptly replies "Well, better now seeing how this can go one of two ways. Number one I walk out of here with you tomorrow morning and on to a new life or number two I get to redecorate the house, either way it is a win win situation". Terry was speechless, yep I got him with humor and he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not - yep he got a taste of his own medicine.
While we were in the hospital I had seen several families with situations so much more complicated and dangerous than ours, I felt guilty passing them in the hall. Not guilty for Terry getting to come home with me, but guilty reminders of how lucky I am to be able to walk out of the hospital with my husband, there were families who will not. I felt guilty for feeling stressed out and tired over lack of sleep, when it could have been so much worse. There are no words for the pain echoed on those faces I passed in the hall, God is good and I have been blessed.
Terry and I came home on Saturday and rested, Sunday we had to go to a prayer service for one of Terry's best friend's brother who passed away, he was 35, yet another reminder at how blessed I am. I think being there was hard for Terry, I think it was only then that he realized how easily he could have been the person mourned at a funeral. Life is precious, we never know how long we have. It is too easy to get caught up in trying to keep ahead of everything you think you need in life, only to realize later that everything you need you already have. It leaves me with questions about what, at the end of the day is really important to me, I was surprised by the answers. Terry and I had a long conversation on the way home from the service last night. It was the kind of conversation where you actually turn off the radio and just talk. It was good, it was nice having his undivided attention, we don't get that a lot, but really we should make more time for it. The good news in our house is Terry came home from the hospital on Saturday, the bad news is that there will be no redecorating and I can live with that, I am fine with whatever gets thrown our way this next couple of months as we get our lives back on track, nothing is worse than losing someone you love, I didn't, we will be fine.
However, while leaving the hospital I ran into a twenty something man with a green shirt on that said "$5 Footlong" with an arrow pointing to his crotch area. Are you kidding me, seriously dude, if it is only worth $5, I wouldn't be advertising it, just saying...................................................
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