little nap

the foot is throbbing less, but still not where it was saturday morning when i was feeling quite optimistic... not enough rest or sleep and too much walking on it... happiness woke me again, now he's sitting at the front door... he threw up while i was napping, right in the narrow path to my bedroom... he simply does not want me to be limpy on crutches and wants me to run around with him, i know, but he is making this a weekend from hell and probably setting back healing... i must do a wash now, so i am going to negotiate the bright yellow foamy puddle of bile carrying a load of laundry somehow... last time i tossed stuff in a bin and pushed the bin along the floor with my crutch, but the path is not clear now, so i will figure out how to carry clothes... then i will see if i can get down low enough to clean the carpet... the little details of life are so much easier with two good feet... imagine not being able to walk... we really don't realize how lucky and blessed we are... even frustrated, grumbly, and hurting, i know it's not his fault i can't take care of him the way i usually do... i love happiness, i do, really i do :}

one step at a time :)