What a Difference a Day Makes!

Things have a habit of working out right?

Well, not always. But yesterday they did.

Yesterday I felt that my MiL turned a corner in her recovery and the Physical Therapist was happy to graduate her to a cane to walk with, (leaving the walker behind) after she passed a series of tests.

In a week or so she said The Matriarch will be steady enough to do without 24 hour care. After yesterday you will know why I almost wept with delight for her.

Then another grand daughter arrived in the afternoon to take over for a few days and I literally ran out the door in my hurry to get home before dark, trying very hard not to look rude!

And they were all waiting when I got home.

And followed me up onto the verandah to wait a little more.

BooBoo is not in any photo as he is attached to my heel not leaving my side and Mr Flowers waited on the table just out of the shot.

WaiWai stood under the hydrangeas because he does not do steps and the lawns were covered in chickens of various descriptions. Big Jude and FreeBee thundered back up from way down the back of their field.

We had a lovely afternoon.

This morning I will drop into town to set MiL up then I am leaving them to it for the whole day.

Just imagine what a person can achieve with a whole days at one’s disposal!

I counted back and it has been one month since The Matriarch’s stroke. Only one month. Exactly one month. Four weeks. It feels so much longer than that. It feels like there was a seismic change in all our relationships in just this one month. Something like this sorts the deer from the cows. The sheep from the what; pigs?. What else. The parrots from the herons.

True colours were shown and new colours too- I am finding new jewels in this family. New relationships to be nurtured. People I have only met a couple of times in my life who are lending their support. We need to keep our eyes and hearts open.

But for today: wash my hair then go shopping I think. There is not one vegetable in this house!

Then. Back to work for me. I have not been able to work (paid work) so I have made no money in this month which is hurting me a lot. Lucky most of the pigs have their own sponsors. I had to cancel four workshops and the online teaching. But I can set that all up again. I hope. And back to preparing the farm for winter. Back to planning. Back to walking. Back to yoga. Back to training Jude and FreeBee. Back to complaining about the useless internet out here. Lots of cleaning. Getting ahead of peoples meals. It is horrifying how messy one house gets after a month of neglect. The fridge is empty. The cobwebs! Back to work.

But for today. Rest and walk.

And tomorrow too! I am covered for tomorrow too.

Have a lovely day. Thank you so much for yesterday. The Lounge of Comments bloomed yesterday. Pop back if you are a caregiver – those comments are for all of us.

It is sunny here! What’s it like at your place?

Celi

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