I have been away from blogland the last week, due to way too much work. A week is a long time here. Loads of posts to catch up on, plus lots of comments to my last posting. Actually, the kids have been a bit better this week. I told them that I need more help from them, and that it was getting me down, and they are actually doing more, of their own volition. Mind you, davij commented that that will last 2 weeks, and he is probably right.
I have gained a new blog buddy, with a reputation for plain speaking, so I may start quaking in my boots occasionally.
And R's wife has had a turn for the worse, and I am quite upset about it. Progress was being made slowly, but she fell. Apparently she was in a wheelchair and wanted to go backwards, but did not remove the brake fully. The chair tipped back and crashed to the floor, so she banged her head hard and caused a deep injury. Today they cannot wake her, and must do a scan. Maybe another hemorrhage has occurred.
I saw R on Thursday, for a beautiful afternoon, wonderful afternoon in fact at the nest. He wrote to me afterwards that he had almost suggested we burn our boats as it were and start again together. I responded that I know he could never do that, he would be unhappy in the long term, but I told him my true feelings, as I had posted them here just so recently.
And now this has happened.
As my friends know, I do believe in God, or at least in a higher power. Something at work, and while I do not believe that this illness was sent to his wife, I do believe that people are sent to us when we need them. I think the last year has allowed our love to grow, unhindered, to the stage that we both know we could make a go of it if his wife does indeed die.
We will see what happens now. I feel she has suffered enough, as have they all. The recovery, although almost miraculous in itself, is painfully slow, and very frustrating and indeed distressing for his wife.
Only time will tell what will happen.