Dinner (and a show?)
We ordered Chinese food for fear that the power would go off in the middle of cooking due to the icy, windy weather. Bad mistake. It was the only local restaurant in operation because the power was down in the surrounding area. We were obviously not alone; the restaurant was swamped, the delivery took what seemed like forever, and the food was cold and in my view yucky. Shabbat dinner tastes so much better when home cooked. I learned a lesson. It was still wonderful to be surrounded by loving people, even though the group was unusually small (just 9 of us).
The night went smoothly; now that Gilly has given up his escape artist career, there is little excitement. I even managed to sleep in until about 9:30; Gilly sleeps best after 6:00 a.m., so because it is a weekend, I took full advantage, and my mind allowed me some peace.
Gilly ate like a horse all day and slept soundly in between. Yaron remained at home while I took in a movie with Randee. The acting was excellent and we both thoroughly enjoyed it (The Queen, in case you’re interested).
Gilly's mood is good. He's almost always silent these days, but does not appear in any discomfort. He's truly been a sport about his plight from the get go, and has never shown true frustration or anger (except for the couple of times he shown some anger in his voice and with his words towards me, and once towards Tamara). I am thankful that I continue to be successful in eliciting a smile whenever I need one. Last night I was leaning over him while he was in the wheel chair to fix something and he grabbed me with significant strength, hugged me and kissed me. i was moved and exclaimed, "That's the best gift I've recieved in a very long time." He nodded knowingly. it was a rare moment and I will cherish it forever.
Gilly is awake, showered, dressed, and waiting for the Zigman’s to join us for dinner and a show. We’re not quite sure how we’ll manage the show part since the T.V. is downstairs, but where there’s a will, there’s a way, so we’ll decide how important the show aspect is once our appetites have been satiated. Sharon claims that if the show is a no go, we'll play charades. I wonder how Gilly will do? Who knows? He may surprise us!
The night went smoothly; now that Gilly has given up his escape artist career, there is little excitement. I even managed to sleep in until about 9:30; Gilly sleeps best after 6:00 a.m., so because it is a weekend, I took full advantage, and my mind allowed me some peace.
Gilly ate like a horse all day and slept soundly in between. Yaron remained at home while I took in a movie with Randee. The acting was excellent and we both thoroughly enjoyed it (The Queen, in case you’re interested).
Gilly's mood is good. He's almost always silent these days, but does not appear in any discomfort. He's truly been a sport about his plight from the get go, and has never shown true frustration or anger (except for the couple of times he shown some anger in his voice and with his words towards me, and once towards Tamara). I am thankful that I continue to be successful in eliciting a smile whenever I need one. Last night I was leaning over him while he was in the wheel chair to fix something and he grabbed me with significant strength, hugged me and kissed me. i was moved and exclaimed, "That's the best gift I've recieved in a very long time." He nodded knowingly. it was a rare moment and I will cherish it forever.
Gilly is awake, showered, dressed, and waiting for the Zigman’s to join us for dinner and a show. We’re not quite sure how we’ll manage the show part since the T.V. is downstairs, but where there’s a will, there’s a way, so we’ll decide how important the show aspect is once our appetites have been satiated. Sharon claims that if the show is a no go, we'll play charades. I wonder how Gilly will do? Who knows? He may surprise us!
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