Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Surgery and recovery have been just about as hard on me as they were for Verne, minus the pain, of course. I find myself sleeping very lightly, aware of his every position, and making sure he isn't letting his arm drop below his heart.
Our days have been slow, which is a good thing. He has set up camp (meaning his work computer) in the sewing room to be near me, and the two youngest children reside there for their school work as well. We talk, and snack, and drink lots of coffee, and Chester is happy to have all of us gathered in the same place. I think he's missing Daisy about as much as I am.