On several occasions lately, people have called me a hero or said that I was very brave to have taken the plunge and done the THR. Others have called my progress meteoric and commented on what a strong person I am. Huh?!
While this is all very flattering, it is also somewhat embarrassing; primarily because I disagree. Saving someone's life makes you a hero. Jumping into a dangerous situation without thinking of your own personal consequences makes you brave. And yes, my progress has been fast, partly because I am dedicated to getting well and overcoming this. But what I really have is a very strong support system.
And by support system (for anyone who's been reading along and hasn't noticed), I mean the Bear. Yes, there are others (you guys know who you are!) who have been here for me; but there is simply no way I could have gone through this process so successfully without the Bear. He takes care of everything so that I can focus solely on getting well.
He's the one who scheduled my first appointment with Prof Palmtree. He had the apartment set up and ready for my rehab before we began. He stayed with me every night in the hospital, making sure I ate and took my meds. He arranged for the ambulance home and then took off another week from work to look after me when I was released from the hospital. He has cooked, cleaned, laundered, run to the doctor, the pharmacy, the insurance company, bathed, dressed and walked with me every day for the past 6 weeks. He worries so that I don't have to and smiles every step of the way.
So if I haven't said so, Bear, thank you for being the best care-giver ever.
Thanks for being you!