It’s Tuesday
I’ve been a busy girl these past few days.
Mom’s surgery went very well, and though she had some difficulty breathing when she was coming around, things are well on their way to improving. She’s still having trouble taking deep breaths, and when she starts to get anxious she takes short, shallow breaths which is a big problem. She was sitting in a big recliner today for a while, and she walked up and down the CVSU unit twice at the insistance and help of the nurses. I could tell she was in a lot of pain, and it kills me to see that, but it’s necessary. She’s holding up a hell of a lot better than I think I could, and though I’m still worried sick about her, I’m proud of her. I’m also relieved that the scariest part is over.
As you might imagine, I’ve been thinking quite a lot over the past few days. I’ve had a lot of insights that, quite frankly, surprised me. I don’t know if I’ll post about them, though. It’s not that they aren’t important, or too emotional or personal, it’s that I don’t know if I can put these revelations into coherant words. I just know that I’ve been profoundly effected and that I have a lot of writing to do to think it through and try and get it to make sense.
I’m exhausted. When I have a minute or two of down time I’ll try and get a Flickr account set up to link photos to from here until I get the Gallery up and running. I also owe y’all a post about the Magic Summit. For now, I need to try and get some healthy, restful REM sleep before going back to work tomorrow, visiting with Mom, going to yoga (at Mom’s insistance), and doing some last minute house cleaning before Thursday morning.
Sleep Well,
Dawn
