What a difference a day makes. Today, Jason had just the one appointment and for the most part he just stayed down. Linda and I took the girls to school this morning, and I guess I could tell a little about their reaction when we got home yesterday. Apparently they didn't quite understand that we were going to be gone for a couple of days and kept asking Grandma (Linda) where Daddy and Grandpa were, or wanting to know when they were going to be coming home. I picked up the girls from school and they were both quite excited to see me, and continued to be when they got back to the house. It always makes Linda and I feel happy when we see the girls jump up on to the bed with their daddy, and they start playing or want him to tell a story. Not sure how long they were there, but it did seem like a little more than usual.
The rest of today was definitely more relaxed and Linda and I were able to finish up on some of our personal chores. I woke up this morning with a bid of a soreness in my right elbow, and I give all the credit to trying to learn how to play golf. My guess is that maybe after a few years I might actually learn how to swing a club, and that is okay. I had fun anyway.
Tomorrow we have a meeting schedule at about noon, and then we will probably get involved with running around and taking care of a few other things. I want to make sure that Jason gets all the time he needs to relax and recover. His wounds are looking amazingly well, and we're all happy about that, so we need to make sure that continues. Thank you, for all the continued support and prayers. Take care and stay positive.
I know it isn't much, but here are a couple of pictures with Jason getting into his new truck, and one of him sitting in the van (of course the van is a whole n'other story).