Needless to say the last week has been completely insane. We had 8 out of town guests coming in and I was trying to get work done all at the same time. It was all a lot. We finally got most of everything done. We had a late group at work on Thursday night and so Bryan was entertaining his parents until I got there. Friday I had a training and everyone else come in throughout the day. It was so busy that I didn't get much time to reflect on how emotional Alive Days can be.
Bryan woke up at 8 but went back to bed because everything hurt and his stomach was not too happy. He slept until about 11 while I was frantically tieing up loose ends. But that is the job of a wounded wife, always picking up the slack when they don't feel well. It was his party though so I didn't mind.
The party was great. We had 25 of the most wonderful friends and family here for a cookout. We had a great time. Sunday we relaxed after everyone left and watched a movie. It was good to have some us time.
Monday we woke up and carried on our regular routines of getting ready for work. Bryan left and I totally forgot to wish his Happy Alive Day. Guess when we had been celebrating for 4 days I just forgot. I called him and said I was a bad wife for not telling him before he left. That night we had planned a dinner at PF Changs and it was pouring down rain. We had a nice dinner and just enjoyed being together. It was nice.
Since it has now been two years since I got that dreaded phone call, I can't recall the LTCs voice as clearly. Guess my "PTSD symptoms" have gotten better. I can't feel the pain of my heart ripping out of my chest and the unknown. This year we have our path worked out, we are done with the Army, and we are trying to carry on as normal. It's a good feeling. Bryan has a doctors appointment on the 18th and we are afraid of surgery but hey what's one more? It is minor in comparison. Bryan gets around most of the day, and even last night he said his legs didn't hurt that bad and he wanted to walk Trixie with me. What a huge improvement. I wish he was back to normal but we have begun to accept our new normal.
We are headed to New York so Bryan can learn to adaptive ski through DSUSA (Disabled Sports USA). We are so excited. I love when he can learn to do new things even though his legs are messed up. This is a perfect Alive Day present.