On Thursday I spent the morning and early afternoon with my daughter.
It was the first time since the seizure--almost 10 months ago--that I was alone with her for more than an hour or two.
We read. I wrote a couple of emails. She played with her dollhouse. We went for a short walk. We had gooey sunbutter sandwiches for lunch.
"I'm bored," she said, as morning turned into afternoon.
It was a boring, perfect day.
3 days ago
You were very brave to do that, Grace. According to the Massachusetts RMV, going 6 months without a seizure means that they are controlled. Congratulations!ReplyDelete
You have such wonderful punch lines, with absolutely the appropriate photo as illustration. Love from Edinburgh, DadReplyDelete
The photo says it all. After a stroke being bored can be novel change. It's amazing how the littlest thing can mean so much.ReplyDelete