The day of days.....

Day 12 of 19----Christmas Eve. Afternoon spent at bedside; late night spent flying down the road to get to the hospital after church, sleeping all night in a coat and tie

Day 13 of 19----Christmas Day. Left at 6am to see the kids open presents; worked 8 hours to stay ahead, spent the night at the hospital.

Day 14 of 19----The first full day of silent breathing. The laboring was gone.

Day 15 of 19----Silent breathing continued (to our relief)...

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Today is Day 16 of 19, the first day I was not going to the hospital. Until the BP went to 60/30. I went in the evening.

She passed at 1127pm. Five years ago tonight.

I love you, Mama.

It's December......

....we officially have no health insurance (on earth, that is; reliance on God is a VERY good source of calming the frayed nerves....)

....it is "put up the Christmas tree" weekend. I stopped enjoying that years ago, I'm afraid. I don't get into Christmas until almost the last minute. But that's for another post.

....I just dreamed Tina Fey came in to use the bathroom just as I was finishing and I told her just to hang on a second without sending her out of the room. I hope there's nothing to this other than my subconscious playing out that American Express commercial where she's running around like crazy because the world is exploding around her....

AND....

....I'm dreading Christmas Eve like you wouldn't believe. 20 years ago, I would have never dreamed I would be in the position I'm currently in.

And that's for another post, too. :)