09 March 2006

He's back!

An afternoon of sleeping on his face seemed to be just what GH needed yesterday. Although he's certainly still tired and sore, he's also well-and-truly back to being himself. We laughed about dumb stuff, ate dinner together, took a romantic walk to Walgreens to buy Bacitracin, and he got to feel a big, bad baby kick, one of the hardest ones so far. It was a good evening, and I fell into bed at 9:30 exhausted by the emotions of it all. GH stayed up until all hours working Sudoku puzzles . . . I never should have told my mom to send him a book of those! He's home one more day then back to work tomorrow. He thought about going back today, but who wants to explain why you have a cotton ball shoved up your nose to special needs teens? Especially when their social group topic right now is puberty and the giggle factor is already at a peak.

Speaking of work, time for me to focus on that story rewrite. I'm researching fun facts about the US flag. What I have determined so far is that the flag is really not all that fun. Huh.

4 comments:

Yankee T said...

Oh, I'm so glad he's on the mend. And what a wonderful experience-to feel the movement! Nothing like a romantic walk to Walgreens, either.

Menita said...

Glad he's better and that you had such a good day.

Dorcasina said...

I'm delighting with you both...

Christine said...

Good for you, Snick! Sounds like he's strong, but even the energy of the mighty flags sometimes. The good news? It comes back. I know from experience.

Have a wonderful weekend!