Home Sweet Home

On Saturday morning, Jeff came home!  He was exhausted by the trip but joked that he thought we should stop at Home Depot on the way home.  When he stepped into our living room he said, “Oh, someone oiled the floors.”  I said, “No...”  I guess the hardwood looked pretty dark compared to the sterile hospital.  He said all the wood in our house looked really dark to him.

Giblet didn’t recognize him at first.  I think, if you saw my video of the reunion, you would be able to hear her very loud sniffing.  Maybe Jeff had hospital smells or chemo smells that made it difficult for her to recognize him.  Once she was sure it was Jeff, she danced and sang, ran through the house barking and looked happier than I’d seen her since the 3^rd of March.  She seemed to bark at everyone who came in the house as if to say, “Daddy’s home!”

We don’t recommend this diet plan to anyone but Jeff lost 25 pounds in 23 days in the hospital.  Food still does not have a lot of appeal for him but he knows he has to eat and tries everything we put in front of him (some things never change).  He can’t answer the question, “What do you want to eat?” with anything but “I don’t know.”

Jeff and I both had an excellent nights’ sleep Saturday night.  On Sunday morning, Kerry, Theresa and Keith joined us for breakfast.  Jeff called it “Breakfast with Uncle Fester” and he wished he could roll his eyes like the bald Addams Family character. 

It was my goal to get Jeff out on the porch for a little fresh air.  He surprised me by going upstairs for his sneakers; he wanted to go for a walk.  He walked up and down our block twice on almost-steady feet. 

He had many visitors.  Our neighbors brought lasagna dinner – fantastic!  We were told to expect macaroni and cheese from other neighbors tonight.

This morning (Monday) was pretty quiet.  Jeff slept a lot in the morning while I got some things done around the house.  Palmer and Greg came to give us some music therapy.  It was great!  They played, “Baby Ben,” “Drunken Man’s Dream,” “Lover’s Waltz” - a jig, some blues, an Irish tune - some really beautiful music.  Very therapeutic!