Gray Skies
We must have had some wind with the rain drops. I always put my glasses on the window ledge in my bedroom, aka: west porch. I got up at four to get Dennis a pain pill and my glasses were gone. Of course it sets the mind racing. I am as blind as a bat without them. It is one thing for me to need my cane when I get up during the night but to then do it without my glasses . . . slow and steady. When I went to get back into bed for a few more hours of sleep, the street light caught something shining. Sure enough the wind had blown my glasses off of the ledge and half way across the porch floor. It was a miracle I had not stepped on them. If we had had bad weather, I did not hear a thing.
I admit to being tuckered when the clock on the wall indicated nine last night. Perhaps not so much physical exhaustion but nerves from being and seeing Dennis through his foot surgery yesterday.
This morning called for the dressings to be changed. Dry and tidy is our aim. Dennis was planning on staying in his recliner for the morning, so a light dressing was applied to see if the incision would soak through. Dennis slept until 11:30 with no dressing change needed, so we completed the full wrap up. I am quite sure the clotting process has been completed.
I did stay on the first floor while Dennis slept in case I was needed. It gave me a chance to mop the bathroom and kitchen floors plus shinning up the top of the kitchen range. All was needed and it felt good to have it done. A grilled cheese sandwich for lunch and then Dennis was helped into the patio porch for some television viewing while keeping the foot up. I hit the kitchen and we now have an oven meal to pop in the oven for supper. Sweet.
It is now 2:30 and I am going to take advantage of some quiet time and sit in the west porch to do a bit of reading and might also watch some traffic go by. I have until four this afternoon before meds are handed out. Another whew moment.