In sickness and in health 🤵 👰

 Sunday August 16th

36 nights.  

36 straight nights i’ve spent in the hospital...5 more to go.  

That’s 36 nights not at home. 36 nights not at home with Jillian.  36 nights not tucking the kids into bed.  Those first few days after my stroke were like a blur. Just trying to figure out what had happened, how things were going to change, and what lay ahead of me.  

Through all of it, Jillian was incredible. In ‘crisis mode’ as she put it. Driving the RV back to the SOO.  Calling for back up help, getting the kids settled in the hotel in Sault Ste. Marie, at my side in the hospital.

  For 36 straight days she has been right by my side.  There to hold my hand, give me a hug, or encourage me. We cried together....more than once.  There through all the doctor 🩺 meetings asking all the questions that I didn’t know to ask.  

Bringing me dinners, bringing me lunches, bringing me coffees ☕️, bringing me snacks.  She brought me a coffee machine. She brought me clothes. She took back my dirty laundry.  Over and over.  She brought me pillows. She brought me flowers. She brought me the mail.  

She showered me.🚿  She cut my hair.  She cut my nails.  She pushed me around endlessly in a wheelchair.🧑‍🦽 She brought me outside for fresh air.  She’s done everything.  And more. 

I would be hopelessly lost without her. 

To be honest, I’m not sure I would’ve survived without her.  

But I do know that with her, I will survive and be better than ever.  

For her. For me. For the kids. For us.

In sickness and in health. 🤵 👰 

♥️