Hops, light, Skep, BettyAnne,
I ended the post (the one I couldn’t shut up) lol because I’m not good with typing on my cell. And hit something *poof* gone.
Yes you are right. I was exhausted. I was trying to have my house like a hospital unit while still being grandma, doing all the normal things, wife, mom, And Be Me. Yeah NO, that didn’t work because I didn’t have a 24 hour staff.
It would make me crazy when things went haywire in my home. Meaning I couldn’t keep up with the normal things I use to do.
I don’t think there was away around that (for me). It was something I had to do before I accepted the fact I’m no Superman. After that I did what I could and left what I couldn’t alone. I would get to it when I could.
It’s 2 later now. Everyone is shocked and they call him miracle man. He has no pain he is independent for the most part. He still drives local and to get his treatments, stores, ect. Only medication he takes is for acid reflux.
I sleep, go out, garden (well hopefully) soon. I have a new friend. Someone I really enjoy working with. I was introduced to him by my son. He don’t say much. Mostly gives you a grumble. He’s tall, dark and handsome, stands 6ft tall, comes shopping with me in stores and the only male I have ever known to sit down and not complain. I have to do all the driving though. We eventually want to volunteer at hospitals together. Meet my new 1 year old Great Dane Grand Pup.
BettyAnne, Prayers for you and hubby. Take care of yourself too. Thinking of you both. ❤️ And rest!