Well Max is alert, we are trying to figure out the communication thing and its coming along. I'm not sure if he will have surgery tomorrow or not. They had ordered blood and then they sent it back. I'm ready to clear this next hurdle but God is in charge and it will be done his way.
My appetite is coming back a little. I had two clementine oranges and a banana. Slowly but surely it will come. I of course wash everything down with ensure. While not the tastiest, it's doing what it is supposed to. Giving me energy!
I can tell you how wonderful it is to hold his hand and watch his face. I hate when he's in pain but love it when he smiles. I was holding his hand and he kept trying to raise his arm toward my head. Then he was trying to bring his other arm in the sling towards me. Now these hospital beds are way up high ~ well for short people anyway. I was like baby I can't reach you, it's too high and a lot of tubing.
When the nurse came in at 11:00 to run me out I asked her if I could please drop the rail for just a minute. She dropped the rail and on my tippy toes I could just reach Max and give him a kiss. Not a tap on the forehead but a kiss on the lips......well,, okay there were several. They were sweeter than all the stolen kisses we had when we were dating.
We're going to be okay, we're going to be better than okay ~ we have already won.