No, it isn’t just tax day. Today is my husband’s 59th birthday, and he is still about the same. I had thought about driving to Lubbock, but with wind gusts of up to 70 mph, I am staying right where I am. He doesn’t know it’s his birthday, anyway. One of his good friends is staying with him til Sunday, so that has been a big relief to me. I have so much stuff to do here at home, with taxes, shop business, and my job. It is so unbelievably hard to have him four hours away. It is really starting to wear on me, but you just have to do what you have to do. In the meantime, I will keep praying and believing that God is going to pull him through, and wake him up, and eventually, I will get him back closer to home. Maybe a rehab facility in Amarillo. And, ultimately, home home.
His best “girlfriend”, Libby, our yellow lab, became ill over the last couple of weeks, and she is currently in the doggie hospital, being treated for diabetes, bladder infection, and colitis. This whole thing has been stressful for her, as well. They have to keep her for a few days to get her insulin dosage regulated. I hope she does well with it. I told her she HAS to be here when we get to bring Daddy home.
Uggghhh….what a nasty, windy day outside.