morning is always a fresh start and a nice new day.

Waking up today and looking out our bedroom window to a the gorgeous Colorado blue skies and pine tree tops makes one feel like the day will be much better than yesterday. As I stated yesterday, bandage days are just so hard but you move through those emotions always hoping to get to a better place and that is exactly what happened. I made a bit of an emergency phone call to Bree and she came and quickly scooped up and talked me through my pain. Afterwards, Ken dropped off Tony at the movies and we actually were out in public at a movie for the first time in a month!! Tonys spirits were high and his pain level was low so we were able to actually sit in the theater holding hands (just the left one!) and enjoy two hours alone. What an accomplishment!!
We were home resting by 6:30 which was good and in bed by 9:00. As most of you know, Roxy, our precious little, soft and cuddly dog sleeps under the covers with us. In the middle of the night, I woke up to a weird smell in our room. Usually, this means the old dog Butch has vomited or something horrible, but I could not find anything amiss. So I went back to bed. I was so much looking forward to sleeping until 8 this morning, but this was not what was intended for my Saturday morning. As I stretched under the covers, my foot touched something amiss. Hmmmm....what could that be? Oh look, its dog puke under the covers! What a treat! Needless to say, we jumped out of bed (as fast as Tony can with a bunk leg and one arm) and our day was started at 7:30 am.....
Ken and Patti are leaving today which will be another change for us as we have gotten so used to being so loved and cared for at all times. Time alone will be nice for some normalicy, but it will nonetheless feel lonely and a bit scary. We are both assured they will be returning next week and so we have the safety and comfort of knowing the parents will return. The Everhart family (Pattis sisters family who lives just down the street) came by to see us this morning and it was a joyous reunion absolutely. To have such close family right down the street has been such blessing for us as knowing they are here in case of ANY emergencies they will be here quicker than quick.
Tony and I are home healing and enjoying seeing friends coming to visit and that certainly helps him feel better even if folks are just here for a few minutes (then I hustle them out when I think Tony is to exhuasted to chat anymore). Returning to some kind of routine feels good even if it is just sifting through hospital bills, reading insurance policies and making doctors appointments. All this means we are moving forward and that is something that we are both just so excited for. I have figured out how to post pictures on here so hopefully by the end of today, everyone who reads this can see visual pictures of recovery!