As you may (or my not) have noticed, I haven’t really been blogging or tweeting much lately. I decided to stay with my parents for the entirety of my winter break since it’s going to be the last one I’ll have and I wanted to spend the time with them. My semester officially started on the 10th, but since that was my best friend’s birthday I planned to come back to school on the 11th.
On the 5th, my dad had surgery on a torn meniscus in his knee. It went well and mom and dad got home around noon. About an hour later, we got a call from the Alzheimer’s center that my grandmother goes to saying she was sick and was going to be sent home. Long story short, she ended up in the hospital. So mom and I were then trying to juggle things with dad and figure out what was going on with grandma. She was in the hospital with Strep Pneumonia until last week and has been transferred to a rehabilitation center to get her strength back and go home. Dad is recovering well but I stayed with my parents an extra week so I’d be there to help a little longer.
That’s not why I’m writing this, though. I’m writing to once again point out one of the great things about this community. I didn’t say too much about these events but from what I did say, I’ve had people checking in on us every day. I’ve had text messages and phone calls of support. I’ve had people offering to (no joke) have food sent over to my parents’ house. I’ve had people checking in just to make sure that I’d eaten and was staying as on top of my d-life as much as I could given the circumstances. And I appreciate it. I appreciate every text, tweet, email, and smoke signal.
Love you muchly, D-OC!