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| Brynwood Needleworks - East Fields |
If you've been reading my blog at all this year, you'll know all of the things that have happened in our family in the past ten months. Yesterday, Handsome ended up back in the hospital.
I'll know more today when I go to see him, but I'm thinking he'll be there at least through the weekend. This trip was unplanned. He woke up telling me he'd been ill overnight, and he was feeling sore. Same symptoms he's experienced before that resulted in a three week stay in Boston the first time; a week in the hospital after he first moved to the farmhouse; a surgery two years ago (which we thought would be a permanent solution); and now back in the hospital this weekend (apparently, it wasn't a permanent solution).
Can I cry "Uncle" and just move to 2021? I've really had enough of this year. We jokingly called it a "rebuilding year", with his knee replacement, hernia surgery, then, Covid-19, losing my Dad, and my two recent surgeries. It's not remotely funny anymore.
I'll spend part of the day with him, and then come home to take care of the dogs and me. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed right now. Any spare prayers or good thoughts you might have would be immensely appreciated. Thanks so much.



