I got a goods night sleep and there wasn't to much noise in the waiting room this morning. The teenage girls from another family spent the night and they woke up this morning and they are sitting behind me giggling ~ but trying to do it quietly. The fun things in life go on!
It's hard to believe it has been 2 weeks since Max's accident. If you had asked me if I could pick up and leave my home for weeks I would have thought you were crazy. Now my home seems like another planet.
I know I'll have to look at it in completely different eyes. Until Max is walking again we will have to make some big adjustments. No one buys their house thinking will a wheelchair fit through here? will it fit in this room? will this furniture work? can you get in a waterbed from a wheelchair? This is when one day at a time will work well for me. All the things we talked about doing that hadn't been accomplished yet. Fixing the cabinets, roofing the house, simple things when your able bodied but not things we can do together for a while yet.
Until Max can talk, it's like the big elephant in the room. I don't want to talk to much, I don't know what he knows, I would hate to have that knowledge and not be able to talk it out.
Gotta go, Max is asking for me. We need to talk about the procedure they are doing this morning for his lungs.