Weary Days Written September 23, 2011 7:51pm
Today was an interesting day. Some highs, some lows, just weary in general. I'm sure part of it was being tired, part of it was trying to think and figure out exactly what I need to get done. I'm blessed that I have so much help in figuring out these decisions, but still some days they make me weary.
wear·yadjective /ˈwi(ə)rē/
wearier, comparative; weariest, superlative
Feeling or showing tiredness, esp. as a result of excessive exertion or lack of sleep- he gave a long, weary sighReluctant to see or experience any more of; tired of- she was weary of their constant arguments- war-weary AmericansCalling for a great amount of energy or endurance; tiring and tedious- the weary journey began againSome of it's the end of #1 lack of sleep & I think alot of it is #2.
I didn't sleep well last night, Max is learning some new skills that aren't physical, they just require a lot of patience. Things that once were so easy to do and did thoughtlessly now are hard because he only has one hand to works to help. He doesn't get short with the nurses, or therapists but feels safe to be short with me. I can't imagine what he's going through, can't even begin to understand it. That being said, it still makes it hard to not take things personally. Do you help, do you not help........your irratating if you do help, your irratating if you don't help...... I'm so glad God is my source and that God is Max's source. It could get ugly if we relied only on each other! LOL
Max still dislikes his wheelchair, can't wait to get a different one or the one he ordered. He had a pretty good mid-morning after our day got straight and going in the right direction. He went to the little mall next door and got some cupcakes for one of the therapists. Her birthday is tomorrow and they sang her Happy Birthday.
I left around 11:00 to head home. They are installing the floor in our house and it's looking pretty good. They have the front room installed and are working on the kitchen & dining room. The contractor is supposed to find someone to pour the concrete ramp. I am praying it gets done before Max comes home. Otherwise he will be trapped in the house when it does get poured and starts drying.
I took Ray & Zack to the grocery store. They got about $ 175 worth of groceries......we hadn't been in a while. When we got home we had to get Rheanna going. We had to be at the teen club get together before 3:00. If you arrived late you didn't get to participate with your team. It always seem like there is not enough time when I'm home to be with the kids. Soon, soon, soon we will all be home. I pray the Lord covers the kids and gives them peace as they are also going through this also.
Good news is we should be getting a van that will actually go down our gravel road and have enough room for the kids to ride together and not fight. :o) I should get it next Thursday but I may have to see if we can get it earlier. I need to take my suburban home and have someone bring me back up to Rusk. I really don't want to leave my suburban here for a month or so.
Pray for restoration of Max's hand, his back and in his spinal cord. Pray we both have patience with each other, that we learn to be husband & wife first ~ not just patient & caregiver. So far we've been doing good but there are times it just creeps in.
Thanks for listening to my unwinding, the good far outways the bad & God always has a plan. My prayer is I learn to listen and let him lead.
Time for this weary body to go to bed. Tomorrow is a day of refreshing!
Today was an interesting day. Some highs, some lows, just weary in general. I'm sure part of it was being tired, part of it was trying to think and figure out exactly what I need to get done. I'm blessed that I have so much help in figuring out these decisions, but still some days they make me weary.
wear·yadjective /ˈwi(ə)rē/
wearier, comparative; weariest, superlative
Feeling or showing tiredness, esp. as a result of excessive exertion or lack of sleep- he gave a long, weary sighReluctant to see or experience any more of; tired of- she was weary of their constant arguments- war-weary AmericansCalling for a great amount of energy or endurance; tiring and tedious- the weary journey began againSome of it's the end of #1 lack of sleep & I think alot of it is #2.
I didn't sleep well last night, Max is learning some new skills that aren't physical, they just require a lot of patience. Things that once were so easy to do and did thoughtlessly now are hard because he only has one hand to works to help. He doesn't get short with the nurses, or therapists but feels safe to be short with me. I can't imagine what he's going through, can't even begin to understand it. That being said, it still makes it hard to not take things personally. Do you help, do you not help........your irratating if you do help, your irratating if you don't help...... I'm so glad God is my source and that God is Max's source. It could get ugly if we relied only on each other! LOL
Max still dislikes his wheelchair, can't wait to get a different one or the one he ordered. He had a pretty good mid-morning after our day got straight and going in the right direction. He went to the little mall next door and got some cupcakes for one of the therapists. Her birthday is tomorrow and they sang her Happy Birthday.
I left around 11:00 to head home. They are installing the floor in our house and it's looking pretty good. They have the front room installed and are working on the kitchen & dining room. The contractor is supposed to find someone to pour the concrete ramp. I am praying it gets done before Max comes home. Otherwise he will be trapped in the house when it does get poured and starts drying.
I took Ray & Zack to the grocery store. They got about $ 175 worth of groceries......we hadn't been in a while. When we got home we had to get Rheanna going. We had to be at the teen club get together before 3:00. If you arrived late you didn't get to participate with your team. It always seem like there is not enough time when I'm home to be with the kids. Soon, soon, soon we will all be home. I pray the Lord covers the kids and gives them peace as they are also going through this also.
Good news is we should be getting a van that will actually go down our gravel road and have enough room for the kids to ride together and not fight. :o) I should get it next Thursday but I may have to see if we can get it earlier. I need to take my suburban home and have someone bring me back up to Rusk. I really don't want to leave my suburban here for a month or so.
Pray for restoration of Max's hand, his back and in his spinal cord. Pray we both have patience with each other, that we learn to be husband & wife first ~ not just patient & caregiver. So far we've been doing good but there are times it just creeps in.
Thanks for listening to my unwinding, the good far outways the bad & God always has a plan. My prayer is I learn to listen and let him lead.
Time for this weary body to go to bed. Tomorrow is a day of refreshing!
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