Relief
I am a little uncertain where May went. At times, each minute seemed to move very slowly, each anxious second drawn out in slow motion. And then, in a blink of an eye, it was two weeks, then three weeks later. Time moves strangely when encased in anxiety and worry.
I left off on blogging as my family and I set off on a trip down to the West Country. My parents had never been to Bath, Stonehenge or Cornwall and I’ve only been a couple times, so we figured it was a good chance to go explore the South West. Unfortunately, somewhere along our route, my dad picked up a strong and stubborn bacterial infection in a broken blister on the bottom of his foot. The bacteria were quite content and just didn’t want to go. By the time my birthday came around, my mom, Crunchy husband and I stood together and informed my dad in no uncertain terms that he was going to the emergency room. It was apparent the oral antibiotics were doing nothing to end the infection.
The rest of the month was spent trying to make my dad as comfortable as possible in the hospital so he wouldn’t rip out the IV leads and catch a cab to the plane, making multiple phone calls to the airlines and Kaiser back in California and above all, hoping and trusting the doctors and surgeons to bring my dad back to good health.
Now June is here and relief has started to bring everything back in focus. I feel my stomach muscles releasing tension little by little, like letting a rope out to lower a person down the face of a rock, easy does it. My dad was released last Thursday and my parents are now home safely. The doctor in California who re-wrapped my dad’s foot said it still looked really good. He might not be walking as quickly as usual, but he has turned that corner with all limbs intact and he is on the mend.
Thank goodness.
Monday, 2nd June 2008 at 11:43
Yay!!!!!
Time for one of your monday mix-tapes
How about starting off with James Brown ….Get on the Good Foot! : )
Monday, 2nd June 2008 at 11:59
Glad your dad is on the mend! I miss Bath