It's a Good Day!

          Who would have thought that going to work on a Monday morning would be a good day?  Since this is my first official day at my desk during a weekday morning since June 17, it's a good day.  I've been allowed to work from home, which has been a true blessing.  Then I'd come in on Saturday mornings to type up and copy our church bulletin and create the power point presentation for Sunday's worship, but it's just not the same.  God is good and I'll take what precious moments I can, as they come.
          Carl's mother had to go into the hospital last Wednesday, July 27. We thought she had a couple of "infections", but turned out it was mainly dehydration.  She was admitted that late afternoon after about 7 hours in the ER getting fluids.  Her doctor talked with her that evening about agreeing to rehab after her hospital stay and she actually said she would go.  So, Friday afternoon she was whisked away by a local transport company and taken to Health South, and admitted there for a few weeks (we hope).  We allowed them to do everything (per advice from the precious case manager at CRMC), and did not even go to the facility to see her until Saturday afternoon.  She is doing pretty good at this point, and we just keep praying she will improve each day and be able to get stronger and more stable.  Rehab said she will be very busy throughout the day and they discourage any visits until late afternoon.  We were told to resume our lives and come see her after work each day.  So, she will begin actual full-scale therapy this morning and will probably be pooped when we get there this afternoon.  She has a good bit of swelling in her feet, so we hope that will not prevent her from getting the therapy she needs.  A doctor was to check on all that today, so we'll be anxious to see what they tell us.  Everyone reading this is asked to please pray for her to improve and become more independent.
          A huge thank you to all our family, church family and friends who have been so loving and supportive during this time.  It's been hard, and patience has not been a premium lately, and for this I apologize...but, we know the prayers have gone up for Mrs. V and for us, we've had food brought to our rescue, cards, calls, texts, emails, and we know God is keeping us sane.  As an only child, Carl and I are the only ones to get his Mom through all this.  But with those we love supporting us, we're surely not alone.
          Have a blessed week!