A little longer

Nathan cleared surgery okay. I visited after work just before his dinner hoping they would discharge him. They did not.

Dinner arrived.

He was still in significant discomfort, but they were giving pain meds as they were able.

He also has another wonderful scar started to go with his tuberculosis scar from infancy, and the one in his groin that was a signifier of the heart stuff. He’s still my Nathan.

I didn’t want to hurt him trying to see what the port looked like, so this was as good as it got.

Kids spent the day at the zoo with another homeschool family, and I worked right up until visiting him.

Tuesday I have a run to drop tree bits at the yard waste recycling center, then my appointment for contraceptive, then some work at the clinic. Somewhere in there he’s supposed to be discharged, so I told him that he might have to sit at the clinic for a bit if they don’t discharge him early in the day. He will not be road worthy on pain meds, and besides that he’s still shivering constantly from kidney symptoms. That will back off when the dialysis actually starts.

I’m doing my best to hang in and go with the ride. I love him and just want him well again. I’ve hit my limit of worse, shit really needs to start getting better.

Be well. I’ll try to reach for blessings again soon. I need them for myself right now.

Om Shanti

About Treasa Cailleach

I'm a massage therapist working with chiropractic and the elderly; musician, artist, pagan, mom, B of LGBTQ, & polyamorous professional.

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