Every now and then, I have found that things fix themselves. All my worries about my husband's homecoming disappeared because when I visited him that day, he told me all about his morning activities and the problem was solved. He self-healed. That was really nice of him.
I find that machines even do it. Reboot the computer and it self-heals. Turn the sewing machine off and then on 30 seconds later and it self-heals. It would be great if everything worked that way but I just accept those mini-miracles and enjoy them.
So Joe comes home on Monday and we begin the recuperative dance of my not wanting to wait on him too much and his not wanting to do anything if he's not forced to. In 4 weeks he'll go to rehab at the hospital and that will help to get him back into activities. Meanwhile, I am planning breakfast and lunch menus which normally I don't because I figure if I cook dinner, that's good enough. I have been teasing him about how spoiled he is that a tray magically shows up at his bedside with a cooked breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I will spoil him myself for a SHORT period of time, but then he'll have to start pouring Cheerios out of a box for breakfast and microwaving a frozen dinner for lunch. I realize how lucky we are and hope the self-healing continues.
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