
The following day was Mother's Day. I was having a hard time at first, in spite of the lovely breakfast and gifts I received. I had been trying to reduce my pain medication, but this was a terrible idea, as my post-surgical pain became very bad. I felt very helpless, like this would all be forever, that I was old, and other depressing thoughts like that. I rested a bit, then we all went out to dinner together. Finally, Paul and I had some quiet time together which really has been missing these past two weeks. He has been so busy doing the heavy lifting (literally and figuratively) around here, and taking care of me and Tyler. There was no time for us. So it ended up being a very nice Mother's Day, and gave me a good start to this week with feelings of hope and happiness.
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