Sleeping alone....

I have done it countless times. In fact in light of the recent medical problems, my schedule and travel.... I have slept alone more often than sharing a bed ...but tonight was different.

Somehow, I was tired, but not exhausted.... of course I did nothing yesterday but sit, wait and read three...yes three magazines from cover to cover....but crawling into his side of the bed....it still smelled of him....there was a real emptiness. Odd, he has been in the hospital before, after 26 plus years I missed him tonight more than ever. Maybe it was the intensity of his good night kiss to me, it too felt different somehow.

I know all is fine... blood flow returned to his leg. Dr N. remarked how diseased the leg really was, that he had to have been living with significant pain for quite sometime. "that much disease would have left many people unable to walk at all". Vitals stable in the ICU overnight. He looks like someone beat him thoroughly. Bruises on both arms, his legs, near the incision site, and even his cheeks where the ETT was secured.
Recover should be great.... back to the gym by Monday, ( surgical pain aside) and Dr N gave hopeful promise of a return to the driving range in less than 6 weeks.

But still, the house and specifically the bed seemed oddly emptier tonight than ever before.... I was going to launder the sheets...but I will wait, one more night...so I can soak in the linger of his scent as I crawl in tonight.