Today has been a rushed day of gathering paperwork for social security, filing an application for payment of disability insurance for a current loan, arguing with the wearable defibrillator people who insist George will have to continue to wear that piece of shockability after the surgeon said nay….
Checking with various doctor’s offices, speaking with George’s employer (she is an absolute JOY to speak with..no sarcasm there, just truth)..
Packing clean clothes and various toiletries to take to George for the coming week………
In other words…….all the various crap we wives deal with when the hubby is down for whatever reason.
I was so glad to do it too. Things could have been so much worse, and I am on an emotional high that my beloved will recover.
Tomorrow is a meeting with a Veteran’s Administration adviser……..then moving a desk to Angie’s house to make room for necessary equipment here at home…..then finally..FINALLY I can drive yet another 80 plus miles to see George.
He was extubated this morning and the first thing he did was call me. I can not begin to describe the joy of hearing his voice. I have been on a natural high ever since.
One of these days, when I am on a more even emotional keel I will write a review of the wonderful hospital and the incredible nurses and doctors that work there.
Today is strictly a day of inner rejoicing and taking care of all the little stuff so I can spend time with my beloved.