What a difference a day makes

What a difference a day makes

While yesterday (Tuesday) was a better day than the previous (Monday), by the time I thought about writing a post, the blues had set in again.  Here is what Tuesday was like: My kids went to school.  That might seem like a mundane fact to most people reading this....

Signs of life

As a husband, this has been a challenging time.  Watching Lynne faint, no matter how benign it was, was scary enough. Feeling incredibly limited to do anything of substance to help her as she recovers, other than a few things around the edges was maddening.  The...
What a difference a day makes

Drains!

The four drains in Lynne’s surgical area are supposed to be “milked” and emptied 4 times a day.  We’ve managed to do it three times a day so far.  I’ve been the farmer and Lynne has been Bessie.  While not the most visually appealing...