We spent yesterday at the hospital in Omaha where Greg's dad was sent after spending Thursday evening through Saturday morning at York General. He is quite ill with some kind of infection which is causing his white count to fall. Normally illness raises your white count, but since he had the stem-cell transplant, his will fall when he gets sick. Since none of us had a flu shot, in order to see him we have to wear a gown, mask, and gloves. Greg went today for awhile, but Jess and I stayed home.
Once again we ask for healing prayers and kind thoughts that he has a quick recovery.
Jess went to church with us today. She refused to take her walker or to use the lift chair to get up the stairs. I don't know how she did it, but she climbed all those stairs by herself. She was really not wanting any attention from anyone in the congregation and made us promise we'd go straight to the car and not chat after the service. If she could have run, she would have. :o)
She's about out of Percocet, and is spreading them out so she's only taking a couple each day.
That's about it around here. Yawn - I think it's time for a nap.
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Way to go Jessica! Your physical and mental strength is showing and probably some of that stubborn Scot-Irish ancestory as well. I have to say though when I saw the picture of the car I immediatly thought "oh wow! Messy Jessie!" that old nickname some of us had for you when you were a toddler. You could totally destroy the place in seconds and look very cute while doing it. We're very proud of you Jess. You're working hard and doing the best that you can in difficult circumstanes. I have no doubt you'll be dancing soon!
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