From the end of last week to the beginning of this week, my family has been on a roller coaster ride of fear and concern as my dad went into surgery on his back and then spent a few days in ICU - not a place you want to spend much time or want your loved one to spend much time, that's for sure, but the nurses were so kind (and didn't fuss at us too much when we disobeyed the 2-person-at-a-time rule and ignored the posted visiting hours.) The eight-hour surgery much improved the feeling in his legs and his ability to walk, but took a toll on him and all of us! It's hard seeing my parents sick or hurt. Thankfully, my dad is now home and working hard with a physical therapist to recover rapidly and well.
The day I got home from the hospital in Georgia, I slept for seven hours, got up, ate, and then went to bed for the night. Feeling much improved, the next day I worked in my garden. My dad had been released and was feeling good and I found gardening to be a great way to keep my mind off the stuggles he'll have over the next few months as he recovers. There's nothing like fresh air, nature, sun, and dirt to really bring you back to life!