Good News

I used to complain that my life is boring and predictable. Boy have the tables turned! Hubby and i spent Thanksgiving weekend in Tennessee with his family. We have been very spoiled in having spent every single holiday with both of our families. This year, we had to agonize and make the grueling choice to spend the holiday with hubby’s family. Hubby’s grandpa is still in the hospital down there and the whole family (except the SIL and her family) drove down to have Thanksgiving with Grandpa.

It was a wonderful time. Grandpa has been improving steadily day by day and will soon be strong enough to move to a rehabilitation center where they will work with him everyday to get him back on his feet. Hubby’s family is absolutely wonderful. We stayed at his aunt’s house and although she is extremely busy with her job, she made us the most delicious breakfast andĀ supper everyday. She is truly SuperWoman.

We drove back yesterday and got home about 11:30pm our time. Hubby plans to go back down later this week and hopefully grandma will come home for a few days. She desperately needs some time off from the hospital routine. She has lost so much weight and her emotional state is on the fringe. I hope she comes home to get her bearings and gather up some strength for the days ahead.

While we were at the hospital one day, i happened to overhear hubby’s aunt talking to a colleague. Apparently, grandpa was 48 hours away from dying when he was at the hospital here. If he had not been transported to Tennessee and properly treated, he would not be here with us today. I had no idea the extent of his troubles and i will cherish this Thanksgiving holiday for the rest of my life. Thank you, Lord, for letting us have him a little while longer.


a time for thanks

Since this week is Thanksgiving, it is only appropriate that i take some time to give thanks for the good things in life. Although i am a firm believer in taking time each day to be thankful no matter what the circumstances are.

This weekend i drove down to Tennessee to spend some time with hubby’s grandpa and bring hubby home. Grandpa had a great weekend. His platlets are coming up, the infection is going away, and his potassium is in check. On Saturday, us girls took grandma to the mall to get her a new pair of shoes and we ate lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. YUM! When we got back, the physical therapist was just leaving and said grandpa got out of bed and stood up for about 10 minutes with his and hubby’s help. Grandpa seemed to be in good spirits and chatted with us frequently.

A friend of mine who went through a similar situation suggested we keep a journal in the room and everyday we write down his progress, names of doctors, tests performed and results, who visited, etc. That way, as family comes and goes they can look back and see what went on since they were there and leave a note for family coming next. I mentioned this to hubby’s mom and she thought it was the most brilliant idea ever. We went right downstairs and bought a journal to start right away.

All in all, it was a wonderful weekend. Hubby’s family is extremely close and can’t stand to be away from each other. Of course, there is always some family drama and those who drive us batty, but i’m not going to focus on that. We are hoping to go back down during the holiday weekend, but not sure how or when.