We experienced an awesome walking accomplishment this morning when Nick ran two errands (by himself) with only his walking crutches. He said it felt great to be walking with a goal – instead of just in circles. He drove down to Murrieta to pick up a few prescriptions from his doctor, then went to Target to drop them off at the pharmacy. To most people these errands are no big deal, but for Nick, they offered him the chance to get out and accomplish something on his own. It took him a little more than an hour to go and get back, and once he got home we only had twenty minutes to spare before leaving for Project Walk. He climbed in the backseat of the CrV with three pillows and immediately passed out, sleeping soundly until we were less than a mile from our destination. It’s amazing how quickly his body becomes taxed from simple everyday activities. He’s getting stronger though; he can handle so much more action than just a few weeks ago.
He’s still having unexplainable pain in his abdomen so we made an appointment with his doctor for Monday. Then at some point this afternoon we realized that Monday is too far away. I got them to squeeze him in on Friday morning instead. This means we’ll miss going to Project Walk – but finding the source of his pain is much more important.
I’m sad tonight. Just had my last dinner with two of my absolute favorite people, including one of my best friends and #1 go-to-girl for all my physical and emotional needs. I guess it wasn’t our last dinner with Bart and Kim, but since they are moving away to the east coast this weekend, it was a time of goodbyes. I don’t want to say goodbye. Having Bart and Kim around the corner was so much fun these past few years. But during this last year, I would have absolutely crumbled without Kim by my side. I leaned heavily on her and have developed a sisterly closeness that is priceless to me. Although she wasn’t a lone soldier in the Fenwalter Army, she does deserve the Medal of Honor. I’m really going to miss those two.
