A few weeks ago, my oldest daughter Michele contracted MRSA. It manifested as an infection on her right shoulder. I was compelled to go to New Mexico to help her, but she said that all would probably be well by the time I could make the trip there, so we decided to skip it. The following Monday, this happened! To say I was beside myself with worry would be putting it mildly. She has a 3 year old and a 4 month old, and lives in a tri-level home! (Note to self--next house: NO STAIRS!)
Any-hoo; before I could even mention it, Karl was looking up flights and making arrangements for my return trip in less than a month. Have I told you before what a wonderful man and partner I have in him? I really need to tell HIM more often! Have his love and support during this prolonged absence is priceless. I know that it's not easy being alone when your life-mate is somewhere else and not knowing when to expect their return is no fun. I can't thank you enough, Karl.
The thing is, I can't return to Alaska until Michele can bear weight on her left foot. We'll know more about that soon, I hope. In the meantime, she can't drive, carry anything including her children, and must use a wheelchair at work, as she must keep the leg elevated. Her husband Jason and I team up on getting everyone out the door by 7:00-7:05 A.M. I then drop off the kids at daycare, and whisk Michele off to work. Upon arrival there I wrestle the wheelchair out of the trunk, which is more awkward than heavy. I should be pretty buff soon. We're calling this whole thing "Michele's Extreme Work-
The neatest thing about all of this is spending time watching this:
Cuddletime! These girls were tired! Shhhh; don't wake 'em up....
I don't know how I used to keep up with all the things I used to when the kids were little. I certainly am not measuring up these days. It's all I can do to cook every now and then, and work on the never ending rotation of laundry! I'll just have to try to get a handle on it somehow!
Until later...Thanks for checking in.