Yesterday was a rough one, for sure. I plowed through it. I am doing a bit better today and intend on pulling myself out of this. I know I must act quickly, because the 7th is just around the corner. If I enter the 15-month anniversary weakened, I’ll surely be in trouble.
I hope to get caught up on my rest this weekend. I’ve been dragging since the night the nurse cancelled and Sue was stuck on the G.W. Parkway. The night I spent in Morgantown, in some strange way, made me even more tired. Agh! I can see Sue is worn out too. Her business travel takes a lot out of her. It’s just not the drudgery of the trip, but moreover, being away from Ryan.
So I commit to shedding myself of my sucky attitude. It’s not helpful, I know. As always, I NEVER display this around Ryan. I’ll work to pull Sue up too. It helps me to see her laugh. Does anyone know any kiddie jokes?
A family friend (i.e., someday I’ll have to share how we first we met), delivered binders to the hospital this morning. This was one of the action items from my meeting with the medical team last week. This way they’ll have Ryan’s history. They tell me they will scan these into Ryan’s record. I sure hope this alleviates any hasty decisions in the future.
Hey, it’s a new day! Who knows what it will bring…