I brought Daddy home from the hospital today. I feel a great sense of relief. We have a long road ahead of us, but it definitely feels more doable when we are together.
Yesterday, without Daddy’s permission… I called his nurse. It was REALLY hard on me not being able to visit him in the hospital (because of covid restrictions) and tend to his needs myself. And I was worried because Daddy hadn’t had a shower in days. He was very, very weak…and I am guessing too embarrassed to ask for help. I also wanted his bedding changed as he’d had a fever for several days and his bedding was all sweaty. It bothered me that they didn’t initiate this on their own, but… oh well. I will always be there to advocate for him. In any case… I called the nurse and asked her to please make it a priority. She promised she would send a nurses’s aid to help him shower (and she did follow through).
After, I texted Daddy what I had done. I got butterflies in my tummy when I read his response.
“I will deal with you when I am home 😉”
To be clear, he wasn’t actually angry with me, and his sense of humor was still intact. I was so grateful for this bit of playfulness. I cannot wait to get back to being intimate again! I have no idea when that might be, but I miss being with my Daddy.
I feel like when I go to sleep tonight, I might sleep for a week. But I will be in his arms and that is all that matters. Thank you all for being a part of my support team. YOU are appreciated.