It’s “Chu Er” today – which means that it’s the second day of the new lunar new year – the year of the Ox.
Lots of things happen today – most importantly no one goes to work … and most married daughters go home; except when your husband just got out of the hospital for 30 days … good excuse to stay home and chill.
Today’s day three (3) (or so; time flies when you cant find a watch) since I left the hospital.
The hospital experience was so good and so bad at the same time it really is confusing to summarize it. The word I use in Chinese is “ancient.” Either everything still operates as if it were 150 years ago, or it’s up to date (like CT scans).
Me? I’m better. I’m home first of all… which AMAZINGLY except for sleeping is so much better. We have the Nova-Form California King mattress from Costco – the best as far as I’m concerned … the only problem is trying to get your weight distributed right so that it’s not tugging on the new metal plate in your leg.
I’m exhausted 1/2 the time – which is better than before when I was ALWAYS exhausted!
My idea of a long walk – on crutches with a 15 pound splint – is about 50m (50yds)… I did that 2x today. Going for about 60m tomorrow 2x. I walked down the stairs with crutches for the first time today (actually ONE crutch and I make one of the kids schlep the other one for me)… and I climbed the stairs with crutches twice (as opposed to sitting on my but and using my arms to lift my body up). Getting stronger.
The kids are great. And when I was in the hospital I used to wish they could visit everyday – they lived too far away. Now PJ has asked a few times if he could sleep with us. Talking with me, he clearly saw the whole thing … me on the ground with my bones hanging out don’t click on this link unless you TRULY have a strong stomach and want to see what bones sticking through pants looks like; you’ve been warned.) and now he loves to hang out, talk, and I think get over his remorse. I try to reinforce that he’s a cool kid, and he’s got nothing to be upset about. People get hurt, traffic is dangerous EVEN if you’re doing nothing wrong – and I’d do it again (chose to be seriously injured) over allowing him to be hurt. I just found out the other day that he was scraped up pretty good.
Now that I’m home, PJ loves to be around me and talk to me and help me. He’s always doing things – getting me something to eat, helping me carry stuff, etc. I do my best to let him know that it’s a father’s job to protect his children … but that’s a heavy load for a 7 year old to understand. He understands that there may have been something I could have done but I didn’t … and he, in his own way, is trying to find out what it is.
We have yet to talk about the motorcycle – something we used to do all the time … nor have I gone thru the Patient Belonging bag which Charlene described to me; needless to say they don’t through USELESS bloodied clothing away here like they would in the USA. Not ready for that yet.
Wish you all were here for Chinese New Year.