So much to Say

Where to begin...

There is so much to say and not much time to write. Thanksgiving was great, we were all together, Dad and his girls, with our families. We were at Karen's house pretty much all day. Lisa was great! I went and got her ready and then took a trip to the cemetery, where mom is. I rolled down the window and let her talk to her. She looked over and said, "Hi Mom, I love you...Happy Thanksgiving"...and cried. Well, of course I did too. She sobbed how hard it is. I think she was talking about missing mom, but I also think she was talking about herself.

Lisa is FINALLY getting stronger. She is weepy about how she is now. It is hard to see. I try not to cry along with her, but sometimes, I just can't. She hates being this way and she tries so hard to deal with it, but she just is not able to contain her feelings. She used to be so good at that. I fixed her an omelet the other day and was teasing her, she tells me she would help me cut up the ham if she wasn't one handed and I look over and there she is, crying. I stopped what I was doing and came over to her and told her that I know how hard it is...not really, but kinda...but that I (we) are just glad that she is here! I keep telling her how far she has come and she will only get better. Poor thing.

Karen took her to the doc to get her stitches out, did that and told Karen that the hole in her brain should stay open as long as fluid is passing through it...that is what keeps it from closing. He hopes...mean while, we are to watch her fevers for the next 3 months! If there is a fever, there is infection and we need to get help. Pray for continued success for this procedure. Then, Karen whisked her off to Peoria to her neurologist whom she hasn't seen since the shunts...Karen said he was sad...really sad to see her this way. He told Karen that this doesn't happen in too many patients and that there is such a small percentage that this could happen to. Karen had tears, Lisa had tears...and I am so glad that I was not there...but when Karen told me...I had tears. It stinks!

I try to not cry...lately it is hard. I am trying to accept it and I am trying not to be pessimistic...as Lisa says sometimes, I just feel like it. I snap out of it and think to myself...It is what it is, and there is nothing I can do but deal with it, so, like Lisa, we deal with it and hope that she will get back to some kind of normalcy. She will...but it will take a very long time.

Happy Thanksgiving! We are happy to be together and realize that material things don't matter, only people and hopefully, our children are watching us and learning the lesson, at a young age.

Happy Holiday Season to you!