We used to revel in the "new perfect" that was our life. Raising a beautiful girl with multiple special needs showed us that "perfect" is all in our minds. Emily's life was perfect. It was happy, it was brilliant. She was social, outgoing, silly, and ticklish. Now we are learning to get through life without our "Perfect Peanut" in it. This is most certainly NOT a new kind of perfect.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Settling in at home
Emily came home Thursday from the hospital, and we are so glad to be at home! Beyond glad though, we are tired. She gets meds 12 different times through-out the day. Plus cathing, emptying her g-tube drain bag, IV antibiotics, etc ... it is non-stop. I imagine that some day in the future I will be able to cook dinner again, right?
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I'm so glad you're home at least though. That's got to be nice. Wish I were your neighbor and I'd cook for you all week long.:) As a side note...could you send me your email address? jeanettegreen@gmail.com
Thanks!
Jenny
Dinner is over rated. Hang in there.
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