Fall Healing Moon
Kate’s ready to come home. Joe and SeoAh are here. With Murdoch. And, for today only, Ruth and Gabe, who came last night. Full house. Feels warm, family gathered. Good. Today at 5 pm we’ll have a small pizza party at Brookdale for Joe’s birthday and as a going away party for Kate. I pick her up at 1 pm tomorrow.
Happy as I am to put paid (too literally) to the institutional phase of Kate’s crisis, transitions are tough. Discharge plans. New routines. Different rhythms. Adjusting to a life with no call button, no nursing staff nearby, all good, but also a security blanket gone. Emotional.
She has gained some weight, about a pound, no longer has nausea with eating (cue balloons, doves, fireworks) and walked a long distance yesterday without the aid of the walker. The curve is upward.
Having SeoAh here while Joe goes to Vegas for two weeks-really Nellis AFB, but he stays just outside Vegas proper in a hotel and commutes-will ease both Kate and me into this home recovery phase.
Ruth and Gabe are here for part of fall break in the Denver Public Schools. Not fall break in Aurora where Jon teaches. Lots of family vibes. Last night Ruth and Uncle Joe and Grandpa sat in front of the fireplace and discussed bombing innocent people, math, dogs, morality. Ruth’s coming into her voice as a thinker, delightful. Joe’s skilled now, too. Grandpa very proud.