Recently, a loving friend cautioned me to remain aware of Will’s wearied appearance, resultant of the heartfelt vigilance with which my husband has taken care of my needs, during this lengthy illness, which sees the fast approach of yet another serious surgical procedure on July 20th.
Though we often hear about loving care givers wearing out, it’s not uncommon to miss that very situation taking place in our families, even when that person openly expresses exhaustion.
As Will rarely admits to feeling worn, I choose to be as watchful of him as he is of me, being that it’s not uncommon for all eyes to focus on the needs of one person when two prove in need of loving attentiveness, and in hopes of not making that mistake, I am mindful of this fact: Over this lengthy time of my physical illness, Will has experienced as much in the way of emotional stress as has been true of me.
On the other hand, it’s also true that with all of you holding hands with Will, Barry, Steven, David and me, our family feels deeply appreciative of all of the love that has so generously buoyed our spirits, most especially during the height of the pandemic, when loving hugs were virtual and masks were required..
With waves of relief washing over me, I’m glad to say that this upcoming surgery to remove the rest of my right lung does not involve my heart, and thus will this procedure be performed at Mayo, close to home.
Rather than traveling in hasmet suits, renting an air bnb and being hospitalized with no visitors allowed as was true during the height of the pandemic, last summer in Houston—I’ll be permitted two visitors a day, suggesting loving advocates will be at my side when my voice feels too vulnerable to express my needs with anything resembling assertiveness, which, for the most part was not mine following heart/lung surgery, exactly one year ago (just short of one week’s time).
And as three weeks from now, I’ll be home and on the mend under the vigilant daily care of Will and David, while Steven lives just minutes away and Barry drives back and forth from CA, my smile is sincere upon expressing how deeply blessed we all feel to have all of you in our corner, cheering everyone in our family forward in hopes that by next summer, at this very time, ten of us will be relaxing round the pool in Newport Beach, enjoying each other, extended family and friends in good health at long last.
How wonderful it will be to hug and kiss Tony, Ray and Ravi for real when they ask Gramma for towels after splashing happily in the pool.
And while floating such a positively focused thought as that, back and forth, within my mind, it’s my pleasure to wish all of you well while Will joins me in sending each of you lots of loving smiles wrapped for posterity in sincerity …
As for now, Will, David and I are eagerly awaiting dinner on the patio as soon as Steven and Ravi arrive 🙋🏻♀️❤️🌻 SUNS IN 4 🏀🔆
Oh My Gosh!
What an amazing surprise
When Steven arrived, you’ll never guess who he had in tow—Marie, Barry, Tony and Ray, all of whom drove in from the coast in celebration of our enjoying each other, before my upcoming surgery takes place on July 20th!
See what I mean when I say no one with a serious illness is more fortunate, when the subject is love, than has been true of me!
Holy Smokes! My heart is singing and dancing the happy dance!🙋🏻♀️💃🏻
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