So, for those of you that have been following me on Facebook and Twitter, you know that DH has been in the hospital. It was a horrible 10 days. I do have to say a "BIG THANK YOU" to the Michael E. DeBakey VA hospital and The Fisher House in Houston, without them, I wouldn't have my hubby and I wouldn't have been so close to him in this trying time. If you ever get a chance to donate to the Fisher House, please do, there are so many military family members that use it and it runs on donations. DH now has a PICC line in his arm so that I can hook up his IV antibiotics twice a day...what fun. This experience has changed both of use in ways that I have never imagined. Being there in the hospital for four days and not knowing what was wrong with him was horrible, and one of the most scarriest times of my life. There were a couple of days when I spent 12 hours straight at the hospital, and The Fisher House was only 100 yards from the hospital, so I could be there immediately if I needed to be. The good thing about all of this, was I think I walked a grand total of around 50 miles in 10 days, back and forth several times. And lets not forget the hundreds of rounds around the inside of the hospital trying to get Monster to sleep!
On another note...my son PJ is still in need of a lot of things from the fire that destroyed their house, if anyone has donations, please send them to his Aunt Lezlie.
Thank You to everybody that has been praying for me and my family during this most trying time. Things are getting better, and looking up every day.