Thursday: a friend brought lunch to John. When I got home, I asked him where lunch came from. He thought for a second and went, "Moo." I knew immediately. Chick-fil-a. After our friend left, Mama brought a chicken pot pie...homemade. and Congo bars. A must-have for chocolate lovers. Also, when I walked in the door, John was dressed in a blue shirt and jeans. He looked handsome. First time he'd dressed in a week. Was wound up and full of energy. It was a very good, encouraging day.
During the night, he woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, so around 3:30 he took tylenol pm. I knew when I got up for work he'd be zonked still. He told me "good night" when I left. I called during the day and he sounded ok but not as chipper as yesterday. When I got home, he hadn't dressed and was tired. He was glad no one had come over. His childhood friend, Mike, called and is coming tomorrow around lunch time. John is happy he's coming. Loves talking about God with Mike because he always has lots of questions.
I'm glad Mike's coming over because I'm going to the mall with Mama to sing in the Hallelujah Chorus flash mob. Also finishing up some Christmas shopping. Hate leaving John alone so much. Have a mtg Monday to have my name changed on my retirement while I'm still in the habit of getting up, then I should be home for the two weeks.
The incision looks much bigger today. It seems to be spreading wider now, not just poking out more. You can see the stress of the stitches. A day at the time. A day at the time.
Usually, John goes to bed before me because I'm the night owl. Tonight he was again in bed before me and I said something about coming in later and he said, "yea, after I'm asleep. I'd like to fall asleep holding you once in a while." How can you deny that request??? I put on my pajamas. He was surprised. I said it was ok. I'd get up and finish what I was doing after he fell asleep. He laughed. And I did get up. I can tell when he's asleep because his fingers and hands twitch. He also made a snarling face a few times. Don't know if he was dreaming or his sinuses were bothering him. We've both had a cold for a couple of weeks. Almost over, tho.
Didn't get much done today because of partying with my team on our break, but I did leave a msg with the Hospice social worker who wants to meet us. Gave John's accountant a heads-up that we have a buyer for the business. And me.
Walking into the bathroom, I hit my piggie toe on the door jamb. Don't think it's broken, but it hurts, and is swollen. I've had my boo boo bunny on it off and on all evening. bummer
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