Update

So this morning we were up at 4:30, why's that you might ask. When Ted cannot sleep I find out if there is anything I can do for him. A cup of coffee usually does the trick with a slice of home baked bread. Then he falls asleep again in his chair and me? well I cleaned the kitchen floor and roasted a kilo of blond flax seeds and I milled them. I mentioned that before, I love that stuff, especially on yogurt. Getting up early makes for a nice long day.

At 8:45 we stood waiting by the door for our friend John to take us to the Health Science Centre (Stroke Clinic) for Ted's 9:15 appointment. A very young specialist, it always amazes me "the smarts" these young doctors have.

After talking with Ted and examining him he is setting up various tests, Ultra sounds, X Rays, his heart and what have you. This will all happen within a month. It is rather frustrating for Ted because the stroke affected his vision, like Ted said: "The little man in the back of my head does NOT know what he is doing! Ted even told me when he looks at me I look different, people seem to look different than they really are. Now that is okay for a day or so, but for weeks? That is what it will (humanly speaking) take. But like my friend Debbie told me: "Ted is like an energizing bunny, he always bounces back, hahaha!"

While being in the Hospital we figured out our parking dilemma. Yvonne suggested we park at the Bardall Funeral home, which is owned by friends of theirs. We are very thankful for that, to say the least.

Every bit of love, help and understanding encourages us so much.

I try to be as upbeat as I possibly can, that is part of my nature. But trusting an all knowing God.is what keeps me going. But....I am not so proud as to say that we need our children's love, which we get by the way, but also our family and friend's understanding because that feels really great! A comment on this blog is very much appreciated!

By the way, I actually filled up the car this afternoon. I wanted to show Ted that I am capable, hahaha! He lost some trust in me because when he was in the Hospital few years ago I needed a fill up. I did, it seems, everything right.The dollar amount was going like crazy on the pump, I thought what the heck, this should be enough. When I went inside to pay, the lady had this puzzled look, pump #7 $0.45. I had been looking at the other guy's gauge!

Ted tells me not to mention it to anybody, they might think you are "mentally underdeveloped", that't the proper word right nowadays? I tell him : "Sweetheart, that is because I am spoiled, you always do those things for me!".