I went running this morning for the first time in 8 days. It was great to feel a hint of normalcy. I felt weak running but I feel really good now. It helped clear my head a bit and after re-reading my post from last night, I realize that I should not blog at night when I am tired. The post made it sound like I'm a single parent in this whole ordeal and I most definitely am not. Brent is back working and still spending every other night at the hospital. Fortunately, his job is such that he is able to work remotely right now. That is a huge blessing. I keep trying to talk Brent into letting me take all the night shifts during the week and he can have the weekends but of course he won't. I couldn't even get him out of Keith's room for the first 4 days in the hospital.
Anyway, we are both here all day every day and one of us heads home around dinner to spend time with Cole and Ally before bed. We are so grateful to our parents for all their hard work to keep things running at home. I haven't worried about cooking, cleaning, shopping or laundry since I've been at the hospital.
Brent's dad and brother have just about finished our master bathroom remodel that was abruptly interrupted last week. Thankfully, our toilet is out of our closet and back in working order. The walls have been rolled with fresh paint where I had only completed all the edge work last Monday. We now have new faucet fixtures and soon a new light. It looks much better installed than sitting on our garage floor. (Brent's tile job on the floor and in the shower is impressive. I'll post pictures once we are home.)
My dad performed his own miracle in our yard. I'm embarrassed to admit that I still had scarecrows and a hay bale in our walkway. (One friend kindly joked that I was ahead of schedule for Fall 2011.) My dad transformed our walkway with a bench, with some new planted pots and with a few small trees while clearing out an entire truckbed of debris from around our yard.
Basically, our house looks way better than before all this happened, thanks to our dedicated families. They claim it is therapy for them but I can handle being a mercy-case for now.
7 comments:
Keep the blog entries coming, Darcee. Even if it is depressing, I think it is therapeutic to get it out. And, we all want to know what is going on! You are allowed to have weak moments. My times to cry were in the shower and driving my car...when I was alone. Then you can be strong in front of your kids. We are thinking about and praying for Keith all the time. Even the kids. Riley blesses Keith in every family prayer he says. Continued love to you and your family!
Love you, Darce. Thanks for sharing these posts.
Not to sound selfish or anything but your posts are therapeutic for us also. We can't stop thinking about your family so thank you for posting and keeping us informed!
We love you!!
Yes!!! Thank you for your blog posts when you have time... We think about you every day...
Love and Friendship...
What great family members you have! They love you so much. You guys deserve it all though!
Darc,
You and Brent are so very loved. If anyone of us could take the pain and suffering away from you guys (and Keith), we would in a heart beat.
Keep your chin up! Your friends and family will be with you every step of the way.
Brighter days are on their way.
Even though this task seems heavy and almost impossible, I know you can do it.
Thanks for letting me be on this journey with you.
Love you lots,
Debbie
our kids have been praying for "their cousin Keith's brain to get better" they never miss and we never remind them. The funny thing to me is that they don't even question why the new cousin. We truly are praying for you and prayer is powerful. Love, Sara
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