Day 27 - Patience...

Another quiet day, with little to do, but wait for next week to come. Along with this because of my work cleo and I had nowhere near enough time together this afternoon. Having got a few hours sleep this morning after working all night I got to the hospital at 3pm, and had to leave for work at 4.15. We do have some extra time to look forward to this week, as i am in on Monday morning with O/t, and we are all at the house on Tuesday for an access visit, and I am taking cleo to the hairdressers on Wednesday. That still does not make up for a weekend where we have not seen much of each other. Force of circumstance has dictated that of course, but still its not enough.

Patience I guess is a virtue, but that still doesn't make us want to see each other any less.

cleo was engrossed today in the new laptop I bought her, and this will not only give her something to do, but will help, over time to improve dexterity, and especially when her left hand starts working again. We went and sat in the restaurant and had a quiet coffee; just being together is enough for us. When we are in each other's company little else matters.

So, today and tomorrow will be quiet days, in advance of next week which will be busy, and which will hopefully set the course and tone for Christmas at home. Nothing will get in the way of that. James, as part of that yesterday had cleo working on up and down a step, and he will continue that next week. At present she doesn't have that much control when lifting her left foot up a step, but I am sure that will come. As well as that he is working on stimulating her hand and arm, which up to now show little if any movement at all. Again, we must wait and see.

Sad Songs (Say So Much)

Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin

Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain
And ironing out the rough spots
Is the hardest part when memories remain
And it's times like these when we all need to hear the radio
'cause from the lips of some old singer
We can share the troubles we already know

Turn them on, turn them on
Turn on those sad songs
When all hope is gone
Why don't you tune in and turn them on

They reach into your room
Just feel their gentle touch
When all hope is gone
Sad songs say so much

If someone else is suffering enough to write it down
When every single word makes sense
Then it's easier to have those songs around
The kick inside is in the line that finally gets to you
And it feels so good to hurt so bad
And suffer just enough to sing the blues
Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say so much