the grief is different.

Very true. Especially for the children.

Happy birthday, JenP!

I’m glad the surgery is over with, Steph.

When he finally got up to his room at 7:30 p.m., he hadn't eaten anything since midnight last night, and called the food service to order dinner. You can get breakfast all day, so this is what he ordered for dinner: (1) egg & cheese breakfast burrito, (2) english muffin with butter and jam, (3) banana, (4) side order of green beans, and (5) strawberry shortcake with (6) strawberry ice cream. I wanted to stay long enough to see that order, but I was starving as well and came home for a bowl of granola and a banana. I told him to take a picture of his giant meal -- I hope he remembers (he's been off his ADD meds all week and his brain is all over the place).

I am relieved and happy and exhausted and I am going to collapse into bed as soon as I finish this granola and banana.

Great news about Tim; I hope he enjoyed his feast.

Thanks Sheryl and Calli!

David, that's so heartbreaking on every level. The unimaginable pain be must have carried and everyone who loved and lost him and the grief that they will carry now. So sorry.

Oh, David, that is so sad. Sometimes the demons win.

Separately so as to be able to switch modes in my own mind: happy birthday JenP!

Also, Tim’s meal sounds very much like what I was wanting when I broke my fast on Wednesday (which was essentially All the Food definitely including an Everything Bagel and as many hydrating beverages as are legally allowed. I actually consumed a bit less than that, but it’s what I wanted and strawberry shortcake with strawberry ice cream would surely have helped)

Thanks, -t!

I chose Romy & Michele's High School Reunion for my birthday movie tonight. Still delightful. They are both so great in general, and love them together in this.

my god, David, I'm so sorry for everyone who knew him. Depression is a fucker, and it's so hard for both the sufferer and everyone around them.

I'm glad you had a good birthday, Jen!

Timelies all!

Mr. S fell asleep early last night, which meant he was up before 6 this morning. So we're all tired here.

Man, what a long day. Tim is recovering well, but he's dealing with pain under his right shoulder blade, which makes sense because it's his right lung that they tinkered with. He's getting his pain meds on schedule, but it's just a weird spot for pain that gets better or worse depending on his position. Unfortunately it's really bad when he's out of bed, but being out of bed is an important goal in his recovery. Poor guy.

Tim's brother visited, too, and we ended up talking about chili recipes for a long time, and now I need to make chili. But I'll wait until Tim is home, which should be Monday if everything goes well. Fingers crossed!

The cat, who has *never* been snuggly, has been sitting on my lap whenever I'm sitting. I think he's very confused about why the Other Human isn't around. He'll be so happy when Tim is back.

I hit the grocery store and stocked up on everything I could think of, because Tim will be off work for at least 2 weeks after he's discharged, and I don't want to have to run to the grocery store for something and leave him alone here, at least not for the first week. (I do know that grocery delivery exists; it's just so much easier when I can go to the store myself.) I imagine by week 2 he'll be going stir crazy.

I need to vacuum the main rooms and clean the litter box, and then I am going to sleep as much as I can. (The prednisone for my sinus infection is making it kind of hard to sleep, so it's kind of a toss-up right now whether I'll actually sleep.)