Monday, June 22, 2009
Michael is home. It was a long day, waiting for his doctor to write up his discharge order, which didn't come in until after 4:00 this afternoon. I picked him up a little after 6, we got home around 6:30 and the kids were all, of course, very happy to have Daddy home. He was in bed by 7:30, poor guy.
I don't have a whole lot to say. I'm feeling pretty emotional, and I don't even know where my emotions stand exactly. I'm glad he's home, but it's like I don't really have him back, if that makes sense. He's got a long road of recovery ahead of him, and there is a lot to adjust to.
As the saying goes, we'll just take it one day at a time.