So I’ve just had the call from the hospital and my husband is on his way home. It’s been 11 months and I’ve got two very anxious kids waiting for his arrival. I didn’t sleep last night, a mixture of excitement and worry.
I have tried my best to explain to the kids that dad may be different but that we’ll figure it out.
He is still having trouble with sitting balance and he finds transfers extremely fatiguing, and the left side spatial neglect is very profound so I imagine the next few weeks are going to be a period of figuring things out.
I’m scared and don’t really know what to do with myself until he gets here, perhaps a cuppa and a cuddle with the dog
Take care everyone