Saturday, February 28, 2009

February 15-28

Day 733-746
I'm getting a bit slack when it come to posting right now, but not much is changing. We are waiting for spring to come, and it sure is taking it's time. This past week has been cold! Tomorrow is March, so perhaps the weather will ease. It is nice to have more daylight, that helps a person's disposition.
Glenn spent a bit of time on the floor, the past 2 Saturdays he slid in the bathroom and had to call me for help back into his chair. That concerned me enough to ask him if I should find someone to be with him on those days. He doesn't think so, and has since started doing a few more stands and sits while I am there. He was sitting around too much, and perhaps has a bit of a cold, which always affects his tone. He didn't get hurt, but he does need to be careful. We are going to find a private clinic for more physio, and when the weather does finally break, he can go out more. He has really been stuck in the house this winter. I started looking at condos in the city, and now he says he doesn't know if he wants to move! I never know what to expect. The future will reveal itself, I know, but in the mean time I am feeling a bit lost. What to do?
I'm looking for a renter for the land this year. The boys found it too much, and so did I. Now the prices are dropping, so who needs that? I don't, so we will let someone else fight the system and just take care of the day to day things that are given to us. Perhaps we'll get a few more things done around the yards. It will be nice to just watch the seasons change and sit on the deck with a coffee if we feel like it.
'Til next time,
Louise

Saturday, February 14, 2009

February 4-14

Day 728-738
I'm out a few days, yesterday was the 2nd anniversary, if you can call it that, of Glenn's stroke, so I should be at 730 today. I'll fix that next time. He thought about it, and said he didn't know if he would be getting any better, but I still believe we have a fair bit of work ahead of us to get him more mobile. The hospital hasn't been doing much more than stretching him, so I think I'll try a private clinic. Nerves take a long time to heal, but more research and therapy is finding that the brain can and does "rewire" itself, so there is still hope as far as I'm concerned. He is looking for something to do, though, so spring can't come fast enough.
Last weekend was beautiful. Jackie and Johnny were one of the happiest couples I've seen in a while. They were both nervous on Friday night, but Saturday, they glowed. The weather was fine, the church was full and beautiful, the music was wonderful, and we had a great time. We forgot a few pieces of equipment, (the walker for Glenn and a change of clothes for me!) but otherwise we did well. Lots of willing hands made the day go by smoothly for us, and Glenn stayed at the dance until 1:00 in the morning. He may have stayed longer if I had remembered the walker, but his poor butt couldn't take anymore, so we went to the hotel. The hotel had a very well thought out accessible room, so I would stay there again. The kids left for Vegas on Sunday, so they still have to open their gifts. They were planning to do it Saturday night, but were having so much fun, they didn't want to stop the music. They have time now, and since Monday is also a holiday, they will have a bit of a breather before going back to work. I had a strange habit of falling asleep everytime I sat on the couch this week! I think I may have been a bit tired out! Everything was good, and I am anxious to see the pictures. My family had lots of nice ones. They came on Sunday to help eat some leftovers, and to visit before going home. Digital cameras are great, everyone downloaded their pictures onto my computer, so I already have a nice assortment of snapshots.
Well, it's back to life as normal now, and I am at work. It promises to be a quiet day. Jackie and Johnny should get home today, so we may be visiting later. Dale is moving to another apartment, and had a tough week. His work is slow though, so he should manage to move now without having the pressure to get out on the last day. Colin and Chelsey were watching the proceedings closely on Saturday, and I asked her if she was getting any ideas, and she said yes. That wedding will be here before we know it too.
'Til next time,
Louise

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

January 25-Feb 3

Day 718-727
Four sleeps to go. I don't know what we are forgetting, but we don't have long to wait to find out! The kids are really helping out, Wendy is on holidays, so she has been out a few times to help with the Powerpoint, and I think I have the food ordered that we will need. Now we just have to do it. Glenn is being slightly neglected in this busy time, but he is also working on the PowerPoint, so he is occupied. Jackie phones pretty well everyday, and feels like she is forgetting something too. She works tomorrow, then is off for a week. Now we are hoping the weather will hold. I said to a neighbour that we are watching the Weather Channel for some reason. We will wake up Saturday morning and see how it will be, and the Weather Channel is no help really. I think that we will have a blast, and hope that everyone who comes has a good time. They are so excited. They have been going to showers, and the stag and stagette were this weekend, so now it's time for the big show. Next week will be a slow one, as we will have to recover!
Truly, I've fretted about a few things, but that is a useless thing to do. I have to take my cues from Glenn, and carry on as usual. Everyone is willing to help if we ask, and I have a bit of trouble remembering to do that. I don't have to do everything myself, and that is just pride. Once I get my head straight, and let people do things, it is a relief. Glenn needs the interaction, as do our friends. It is a strange place to be. I can't really explain it. People offer help, and I have a hard time thinking of what I need help with. I guess it is being too independent or protective or something. I'm working on it.
So, this will be the last post before the wedding, pray for us as we celebrate.
'til next time,
Louise