Gina slept most of the day. I think she was awake almost all of last night and the night before.
One of her nurses, Lori, whom we love to death, came two or three times today. A new nurse named Barbara came this evening. Barbara and Rebecca will be coming twice a day and will take care of most of the medical stuff. Yeah!!!
A grief counselor also came and talked to the boys and Jim. It was interesting that after the boys were finished they were sitting there playing and Erik said, "My dad said he'd only be in there for ten minutes and it's been a lot longer." When I asked why it mattered, he replied, "Because he lied to me!" Hm. [I've come to understand now that Erik just wanted to get into the computer room. He lives to play on the computer.] Erik is currently having a crying fit, which he also had last night. I know he's going to need a lot of TLC, but it sure is hard!
Pat and Gus just got here. Fred arrived last night. I've got to go put Mary on the potty and make sure the boys (or at least Alec) and Fred take the dogs out on a walk. Then there dinner to get going--a daily source of confusion here!
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Fred, Erik and I took the dogs for a walk--dragging Erik verbally kicking and screaming all the way :-)
Gina came into the kitchen and sat at the table again with us tonight. She had a sip of my beer and some of Mom's veggie soup, strained.
Gina's legs are quite swollen, but I think Lori is getting this figured out. It has to do with Gina getting extra fluid but not being prescribed lasix (sp?), which she was getting in the hospital. Fred got the job of massaging Gina's legs today. I think it's good to give people something special for them to do, so they feel like a part of Gina's caregiving troupe.
After dinner we sat around and told some jokes and then Gus and Pat told us some funny things that Samuel has said or does. It seems to be a regular event to tell jokes after dinner whenever someone new comes to visit :-)
Friday, February 9, 2007
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Bridget, thank you for doing this. As usual, I write and erase, over and over. Just, thank you for everything.
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