When Rob was discharged from the hospital 10 days ago to his own (decidedly unskilled nursing) home, I was certain he’d need visits from a bath aid. That slippery, dangerous place we call a shower was not going to be the monster that took my husband down after surviving emergency surgery and 12 days in the hospital—talk about a slippery and dangerous place!
Today he took shower #3 with me spotting as needed, using the shower chair we borrowed from the cathedral’s medical equipment closet.
We also had visits from both the OT and the PT. Having experienced the wonders of these professionals in the Birth-to-3 world, I was expecting similar magic on the elder side of things. They did not disappoint, bringing me practically to tears.
We finished our day with a dear friend, wherein she called us her son’s Godgrandparents. Teary again . Thanks to other friends, we feasted on a luscious meal, finishing with homemade apple pie.
All this to say, we are being held more lovingly than we could ask or imagine. Understatement!
Always Bridging 
Queridisima Penelope, thanks a million for this update. I adore this photo of the two of you, so full of love and joy, even in the midst of such a challenging season. I am overjoyed to learn that you and Rob are feeling so supported by a wonderful medical team, and community of loved ones. I am holding you both and your kids close in my prayers. Abrazos fuertes!
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