I pride myself in pulling no punches when I share our day to day.
So, how did I really feel when I got the call from the aide.
It’s very scary hearing of a fall.
“If it were a broken bone or if it required a trip to the ER,” my mind raced with the unpleasant repercussions. The prospect that my honey might go to hospital was a bleak one.
The end might lurk there.
Right now, it’s a setback for his strength and stability.
Ice packs, gentle kicks, and a little assisted [two person] movement will likely get him back on track.
A little bonus is his improved attitude towards his excellent physical therapist.
this is our life 