It's so great to have her back home again, but I find myself thinking "but, things were supposed to be back to normal". Never mind the fact that the woman just went through a couple of surgeries, some transfusions, being sawed in half with the staples still holding her together... Normality is going to be a while. Actually, I think I realized this before she did (have I mentioned our genetic ability to brick wall anything we don't want to acknowledge?) She's probably going to be sleeping out in the living room for a while - we've got a wonder recliner that's much more comfortable at this point than her bed.
The puppies were very happy and a little clingy at first. Ok, very clingy. I don't think Dancer moved for about 3 hours straight. But apparently, they've bounced back - it's currently Psycho Puppy Hour, and the blondes are tearing up the living room, while Mom, Roger, Moose, Dixie and I just try to stay out of the way as much as possible. When PPH hits, there's nothing to do but hold on and try to ride it out.
So, schedule for the rest of the week - I'm going to be back at work tomorrow (thank god for teleworking), and Roger is likewise returning to work. I don't think Mom is going to be up for group tomorrow. I've got to try to get my 3-month scan scheduled (I'm hoping for Friday, Roger's Friday off), and then Mom has a return checkup Thursday. At some point in there, we need to fix the ramp for my scooter on the back of the Element (did I happen to mention that it broke down just as Roger was pulling up to the hospital Wednesday? Have I mentioned how much I am ready for this year to be over with? We're really hoping that it was going on a Lunar new year, so starting up again Saturday. I'm really tired of living in interesting times.) Mom's birthday is coming up on the 15th, Brigid's wedding is in April, various other social events... Other than that, smooth sailing ahead .
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