Today was a busy day and because of that I am writing this from home!
We all had a lot of work today. Lindsay worked with a physical therapist and managed to convince her that she (and we) were ready to hit the road. So we packed the moving vans (well, maybe not moving vans but it seemed like we had enough stuff to fill a couple) and were home by 1430.
Jamie, Gavin and Peyton had the house cleaned and orderly. The hospital bed and all the machinery were set-up and plugged in. PLUS, there were balloons and "Welcome Home AGAIN" signs. All we had to do was watch them unload the "moving vans" while we got Lindsay settled in.
Lindsay still has a couple months with a strict regimen designed to help her heal and recover. She can settle into a routine and gradually she will be back to some semblance of normal as she defines normal.
I will probably not be updating this as often but check back once in a while.
Thank you for your prayers. It means a lot to us. Those of you who don't pray - you probably did anyway without realizing - we thank you just as much.
A special thanks to the doctors, nurses, staff and all the amazing folks at Tacoma General. Thanks for putting up with spilled blueberries, spilled tea, spilled water, an accidental ice-water-bath, having to step over cots and chairs in a dark, over-capacity room and bleary-eyed, ever present, over-bearing, hovering family members sprawled all over. We love you but we hope we never see you again.
You probably hope the same.