Home Sweet Home

Yesterday Galadriel was casted for an orthotic. (my vocabulary has vastly improved lately)

I'm not sure a cast brought back very fond memories for me since I was foolish enough in my youth to try and ride a bike no-handed and broke my arm doing so.

The idea of the orthotic is to give protection to her foot/ankle since she has no exterior feeling on the right side. God Willing that will heal itself. She does have feeling on that side as she said her arm was aching. But it seems she cannot feel sensation, she can however feel interiorly. (how bizarre!)

After the plaster was dried out came the saw. I'm not the bright mechanical bulb in the household so I really didn't get how it was cutting since it doesnt' cut through skin but does through dried plaster but I do know that at this point Poppy let out an unearthly yell, being rudely awakened by what was akin to a mild jack-hammer. Poor thing! She was so used to sleeping in her second home. It was the only time she cried all this time at the hospital.

Don't ask me what they'll do with it from here, except that they didn't have it ready today because I believe they will miss us and wanted us to make a special trip in to get this orthotics thing. One of the most disappointing things for Galadriel was that she really didn't want to have to wear shoes which they recommend. We've got the bare-foot kids so this was a sore blow. But minor!

And today she came home. Eowyn and Sam made the cake. Their decorating is far better than mine.

Galadriel wasn't overly thrilled that they gave her a cane to use. But I think she's gotten used to the idea by thinking "Better to use a cane at home than have to be in that hospital another minute!" I think a great big bow on the cane is all that is missing. As you can see Bilbo was doing the happy dance that his big sister is home. She's always been his little mother.

The first thing Galadriel said when she got home was, "Can I have a drink of water?" She missed our good country water while suffering through city water.

The next thing she did was go on her bed, the most wonderful, comfortable thing in the world. Then again I think sleeping on a tree root is probably better than a hospital bed.

The third thing she did was ask to do her Rosetta Stone French! Now that I thought was funny (no picture as I was heading out the door to bring the boys to Midnight Mass Altar Boy practice)

Grandma and Auntie had brought over little fun bags for everyone over the weekend. We saved them for a little welcome back party.

Pippin and his loot.

Our first dinner together since December 2nd. Everyone was so happy to be together it was by far the most quiet meal we've had in ages.

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We have been so blessed by every so many people who have brought us meals. Each meal we pray a Hail Mary for whoever provided the meal. It has been so very, very helpful.... and I might add, very, very delicious . Why is it that the 3 year old asks for thirds when someone else prepares the meal?! Amazing.

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So many people have been so kind and good and generous that there is no way to thank everyone (well, if you know of a way then please, do share)

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Now, I will post tomorrow to tell you how many hours Galadriel slept *uninterrupted*! I did tell her I'll wake her up in the morning by shining a flashlight in her eyes if she likes.... she did not like.

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Please continue your prayers, we have a long road ahead of us but the first bend in the road was to have her home again. Praise be Jesus Christ, now and forever.