|If you are tired of hearing about our adventures in hip surgery, I don't blame you. We are tired of living it. However, today I witnessed a spark of life. For the first time in 6 weeks, I saw a glimmer of the REAL old guy that usually lives here. He has been absent for these 6 weeks, replaced by a sad and grumpy invalid. Now I understand why he has been a sad and grumpy invalid, mind you. It has been a rough road for him, and I know it. However, I admit to sometimes feeling just the tiniest bit impatient for the REAL guy to reappear. Today he peeked out. He woke up well-rested and hungry. He ate 3 decent-sized meals. He kidded around throughout the day. He did his exercises and seems to be looking forward to physical therapy tomorrow. It appears that all of a sudden he realizes that he is recovering. It seems as though we may have reached the intersection and are getting ready to turn the corner. Of course, I am trying not to count my chickens before they are hatched. He may wake up tomorrow and feel terrible. However, we had a good day today, so I know that more will be coming. Life is good!|
Of course, if he knew I were writing about him on the internet, he wouldn't be happy. He thinks blogs are a waste of time, so I haven't told him about this one. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?