My wife is home from the hospital. Finally!
A week, well five days actually. That's how long she was in there. Felt longer. The house was too quiet and the dogs kept looking for her. I kept checking my phone waiting for updates. Time moves different when someone you love is stuck in a hospital bed and you can't be there 24/7.
They discharged her Friday night, a day early. Winter storm was coming and they wanted her out before it hit. I'll take it. Whatever got her home faster.
She's still in pain. There is another surgery coming in a couple weeks. This isn't over yet. But she's home, in her own bed and I can see her and Talk to her. Most importantly, I can be there if she needs something.
I didn't realize how off balance everything felt until she walked through the door. Like the whole world shifted back into place. The house feels right again. I feel right again.
We'll deal with the next surgery when it comes. For now I'm just grateful she's here. Snowed in together beats the hell out of her being stuck in that hospital.
One day at a time.
Thanks for reading,
Joe
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