Starts & Stops

He didn't get his zebra steak (except in his dream) and all the rest didn't go as well as we'd hoped either. John is having some trouble getting the food to go down, even if it IS liquid.

We are once again in the situation of having to manage expectations. It's amazing how much that factors into every aspect of our lives these days. Our expectations of how the recovery would go, of each other, of every person involved in caring for John and for the rest of us, of ourselves, of nurses and doctors. It's nice in a way that we have this phrase coined and that we can go back to it often and remind ourselves not to get too down about setbacks I guess. It seems that daily, one of us is saying it to another to help bouy up feelings.

Tomorrow will be better......that's another thing we often hear and say.

One thing that we can be sure of is that even tho there are setbacks, each day brings John closer to being healed and brings him closer to that zebra steak or meat loaf sandwich or that plate of ribs or that manhatten. When one has their guts completely rearranged, we can't expect things to get back to normal overnight, can we?

Special Thanks tonite to Dad and Kathy for filling in the long hours at the Ice Creamery for John and keeping things running so smooth. They do it without complaint and with the deepest compassion for all that John is going thru. If you're in Castro Valley, go by and see them. Tell them thanks for all they do for us. They deserve it.

Special Thanks also to Zuraida for doing the same thing. Closing the restaurant and working long hours to fill in for John. He is comforted to know that it's all being taken care of and I guarantee that he can't wait to get back in there so you can go home at nite.

Peace, love, gratitude & hope (and managing expectations)
Vicki