All mostly quiet on the home front.

The latest from T st.  Patience and fortitude seem to be the words of the day.   While on one hand not much is happening, on the other , not much is happening.   Gayle is as comfortable as we can get her.  Which is to say not much.  The pain and discomfort are lingering on longer than we had hoped, as Dr. Hassoun had said they would.  There is indeed progress, each day it seems that Gayle moves a little bit easier and her walking is a little bit longer, but as the days pass the progress seems slow.  I guess that is where the patience part comes in.  Gayle is confined to the upstairs and tries to pretend the walk from the bedroom, past the bathroom and out to the couch and back is somehow new and exciting.  On the up side, it has become more of a walk and less the geisha shuffle of before.  Gayle is experienced in dealing with the discomforts of abdominal surgery, but I know that constantly being carefull of how you move, eat , rise, sit, lie, walk or even breathe is wearing.  And that is where the fortitude comes in.  She is good at both, and if occasionally I pull back with less than five fingers, tis a small and passing thing.  The take away is that she really is getting better although we are rescheduling the ski trip for maybe March.   Loren.

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