Hi Everyone,
We’re backkkkkk. It’s been a full month, and productive. Jim is in rehab three days a week and they’ve pretty well nailed down what needs to happen and how to make it happen. He’s had several improvements, small, but improvements nonetheless. Our neighbors have been unbelievable. (You all know who you are.) One is a ramp building whirlwind. One day he made a ramp for the front porch, the next day he was here to make a ramp into the living room. Another neighbor built an exercise platform in an afternoon. (This is needed so Jim can work out every day, not just the days of rehab.)
Remember the party they were having when we got home? The last balloon finally gave up the ghost. Interesting–both builders insisted they weren’t painting anything as it’s all temporary. The platform builder insists we’ll use the thing as firewood next year. Another friend comes over several days a week to help me torture (read exercise) Jim. (Jim says PT stands for pain and torture.) And the list goes on. From people just checking in to take him for a walk to the ladies providing dinners. (I felt somewhat guilty over this–but it was great!!!!) It must have done a lot of good as Jim has gained a pound or two. (Caretakers, have any of you noticed when you try to get the patient to gain weight, somehow it jumps on you?) And that’s about it. It’s slow going, but we’ve both adjusted our attitudes to recognize that. Everyone at the hospital said it takes about a year to get back to normal. I suspect that’s about right. It’s a little hard to take in this age of instant gratification, but that’s okay, too. Till next time. XOXO, Lovada
Dear Lovada and Jim,
As I was prompted to comment on a sad news item today, I was glad to notice your good news. I hope Jim keeps at it, and will soon be in the air again.