Nick has a pretty grueling therapy schedule here. Three hours a day are spent working out. The precious down time he has between those therapy sessions are used for rest and refueling. Then, in the evening, we spend a few hours attending to his personal business and caring for his wounds. I’m exhausted! And I’m not even the one trying to rehabilitate. I can’t imagine how hard this must be for him. He needs all the rest he can get. He IS sleeping fairly well at night though, which is helping.
The big WIN for today is that Nick is learning to sit up from a laying position with zero assistance. He has that down! He can also transfer himself to and from a wheelchair with only one person guarding him. I’d say this is an even bigger WIN. Just two days ago it took three grown adults, straining their backs, in order to transfer Nick. Not anymore!! Give him a few more days and he’ll be doing freakin jumping jacks!
Today wasn’t my best day. I found myself incredibly overwhelmed, unorganized, low on energy, short fused and frustrated several times. Nick is so in tune with me now. He saw that I was on the verge of tears and clearly overwhelmed trying to organize our finances, so he invited me to lay next to him in bed. And for the first time in four and a half weeks, I cuddled up next to my boyfriend, head on his chest and shoulder, and fell asleep while he rubbed my arms and back. Words cannot describe how magical that was to me. I won’t even try to describe it. I’ll just say this; I felt a gentle wave of ‘knowing’ wash over me. A ‘knowing’ that my life is perfect.