Keltic
Thanks! Your post brought tears to my eyes and to the eyes of my darling Debra.
Deb has been home for a week now...and doing very well....and she has quickly resumed the art of bossing me around. Definitely my wife! She is so glad to be home, to be sleeping in our bed with me beside her, to be holding the doggies, to be watching the fish, to be playing with the ferrets. Christmas decorations are up...but on a more subdued level. No tree...just a few nicely decorated wreaths, some lights. Too much going on to worry about finding a place to set up the 6 foot tree.
Deb did give me quite a fright this evening...she fell. She did not get hurt, did not hit her head or anything. She was trying to get up out of the chair, on her own, and simply slid off the edge of the chair, landed on her right knee (which does have a bit of rug burn on it), then kind of rolled onto her back side a bit hard. I heard the THUD and ran to her...she looks up from the floor at me and says "I fell". I looked at her and said "Yeah, I see that." I took a good ten minutes checking her over and asking her if she was hurt, if she hit her head, and she assured me she was fine.
Did get a bright bit of news today...the insurance company finally got around to paying the 127 thousand dollar bill for her brain surgery! There was simply a mix up in the paper work that a nice lady named Dawn was able to see through and made one phone call and the company issued the check! Bless you Dawn.
Deb is loving the fact that I am doing all the cooking, all the cleaning, all the laundry....but I am sure to tell her that that situation is not a permanent thing. She will have to get herself in gear at some point and make me some of her earth-shatteringly good spaghetti. Deb's spaghetti sauce takes 6, maybe 8 hours to make....it is SO GOOD! My sister-in-law, who hates spaghetti, loves Deb's spaghetti....it's that good.
Sunday afternoon we went to the other sister-in-law's house for a nice Sunday lunch....peppered pork loin, home made mac and cheese (the BOMB!), fresh baked rolls and home made Christmas cookies (the ancient family secret recipe Rum Balls....Oh My GAWD...were they incredible). Deb got into the car and out of the car like it was NOTHING. She even did it like a "normal" person...put her left leg in, swing into the back seat, pull the right leg in. No help from me at all. After lunch, the Wii was fired up and Deb made the statement that playing Wii bowling and tennis would be good therapy for her right hand and arm...which is still a bit on the weak side. She has been trying to get me to buy a Wii for a while now...and with the statement that it would be good therapy she sealed the deal. How can I say no to something that is good therapy? I just hope she doesn't say that getting a third dog or a third ferret or a 4th fish tank will be good therapy...I shudder the thought. So, after the Christmas shopping is done and it is safe to return to the stores...I will go out and buy a Wii for Deb...and to help her therapy along...I will subject myself to playing Wii bowling and Wii tennis...while I am an avid video gamer...I rank the Wii just a bit higher than PONG.
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