As the giant snow flakes are dancing outside my window trapping me on yet another winters morning I am taking time to reflect on the most recent happenings. Finally we have received some good news.
With my husbands illness as of late it seems that nothing and everything happens at once. We did not anticipate him losing his job just before Christmas. We surely did not foresee his sudden departure to the much milder south for surgery. These things have taken us by surprise but the long wait for healing is getting a whole lot closer.
Over the weekend my dearest had an MRI. For anyone else it would have likely been a whole lot easier. My beloved has neurophathy and is kinda "hurkey jurkey" because of it. He was unable to remain still in the machine. The staff gave him a boat load of Valium and played music with wave sounds to try and relax him. And still he could not remain still enough for the best images to be taken.
Even so the doctor said to my husband at his appointment his week, "So, what do you want first? The good news or the great news?" For those of you who were praying I do believe your requests were answered because my husband has healthy bone in his foot with no signs of infection in the bone. He will receive a procedure to lift the fourth and fifth metatarsels with one incision. Also this procedure is so simple that it will only require twilight sleep! The doctor thinks that my love will return to me in another 5 or six weeks from now (if all the healing goes well).
These last few nights I have been sleeping more peacefully and waking feeling refreshed. Surely a burden has been lifted and I wait for the day my dearest and I can
With my husbands illness as of late it seems that nothing and everything happens at once. We did not anticipate him losing his job just before Christmas. We surely did not foresee his sudden departure to the much milder south for surgery. These things have taken us by surprise but the long wait for healing is getting a whole lot closer.
Over the weekend my dearest had an MRI. For anyone else it would have likely been a whole lot easier. My beloved has neurophathy and is kinda "hurkey jurkey" because of it. He was unable to remain still in the machine. The staff gave him a boat load of Valium and played music with wave sounds to try and relax him. And still he could not remain still enough for the best images to be taken.
Even so the doctor said to my husband at his appointment his week, "So, what do you want first? The good news or the great news?" For those of you who were praying I do believe your requests were answered because my husband has healthy bone in his foot with no signs of infection in the bone. He will receive a procedure to lift the fourth and fifth metatarsels with one incision. Also this procedure is so simple that it will only require twilight sleep! The doctor thinks that my love will return to me in another 5 or six weeks from now (if all the healing goes well).
These last few nights I have been sleeping more peacefully and waking feeling refreshed. Surely a burden has been lifted and I wait for the day my dearest and I can