Thursday, June 25, 2009

I shall call the pebble Ted...

Some nights I have a lot to say, some nights I'm tired.  This is one of the latter sort.

I just finished typing out a list of every doctor/provider/hospital/diagnostic clinic that Emily has been to in the last year.  I didn't do this for fun.  Apparently the insurance company thought I needed something to do in my spare time.

My work was made a lot easier by the fact that while I was at church today, my mom (who has been an absolute saint throughout all of this) sat and copied all of this information off of the bills that I had saved in a box.  I was reminded once again how much Emily and I have had to depend on family and friends to get us through this period, and how this dependence has given us a new lesson about God's grace which we have experienced through all of you.

As you know by now, Emily is still on track to come home on the 7th of July.  There are, however, a few things that need to occur between now and then.  I need to hang a new door into our bathroom so that Emily can get a wheelchair in there, and we need to put a ramp on the back of the house so that Emily can get in to begin with.

Tate Hamlet has experience in this area and has agreed to be the acting foreman on the site, but we need hands to dig, carry and nail.  (Oh, and someone to move some plants from one flower bed to another).  I know that I've heard from a few of you, but as a general message, if you'd like to help, we'll be working on it this Saturday starting at about 3 in the afternoon and finishing up Sunday afternoon.  I'll have a cooler full of water and Gatorade.  

While I've been working all of this out, Emily's been at the mall.  That's right, today she spent the afternoon at SouthPoint mall as an outing with her therapy group.  She said she had a veggie wrap at at Great Wraps and all-in-all had never been so happy or grateful to be in a mall in her entire life.  I guess I'll give her that one  :)

G&P