Growing

Yesterday, I unloaded all the mushroom compost from the pickup truck and put it in the raised beds in the garden.  It felt good to shovel and tote.  The garden is one of the things that C. loves the most.  That and the flower beds that bring forth an abundance of color in the spring, summer and fall.  The pansies are still in full bloom.  They are happy flowers. 

All appears to be going well.  The nurses help to get her out of bed and sitting up in a chair.  One of the things I have learned about cardiothoracic surgery is that it helps to have a pillow to squeeze on your chest when asked to cough.  And coughing is one of the things that she has to do--to strengthen the lungs and clear them.  She has a heart pillow that is given to each patient.  Someone in the waiting room said that it will be her best friend.  

I didn't realize that she would have the heart pillow yesterday.  I wanted to get her a stuffed animal.  Mostly all I saw were Easter bunnies and chickens.  But in one store I saw a Pillow Pet dog.  I remembered about her needing a pillow so I thought the stuffed dog pillow would be happy and useful.  She was in so much pain yesterday but hugged the little dog.  I hate to see her in pain.  They are giving her morphine and oxycodone.  Seeing her nodding off after the medication hits bothers me.  I wish that it were me instead of her going through this. 

Still, life is moving along.  Every day she will grow stronger and the pain will lessen.  Every day is a good day to be alive.