Dear TE ladies
This is the first time I left DH (in the hospital) where I felt bad for me instead of for him. He's doing really well. He's got his sense of humor back (for what it's worth) and he's able to get up and do laps in the hospital hallways. The only bad part is that he has to ask the nurses to do it, because he still has a few lines that have to be messed with before he can leave his bed and the immediate vicinity of it.
Why do i feel bad for me? oh, it's being alone. Funny, it didn't bother me so much when he was out of state on a bike ride!

owell progress. every day.