So Sunday came. As I was leaving the hospital to go to Jordan's soccer game (which was conveniently in Dallas) I caught myself smiling in the car. No one was telling me a joke or a funny Graham story, there are A LOT of those gems. And though I was excited to see Jordan and see her play soccer, it wasn't that. I was truly happy on the inside. It may have been short lived, but it was a nice feeling.
A dear friend had arm bands made for Jordan and her girls. They are green (for transplant) and purple (for Cystic Fibrosis). The girls played in honor of Jordan's Daddy yesterday, it was such a beautiful day. Graham had asked her, "Score a goal for me!" and by golly - Jordan was hell bent and she scored the only goal for her team! So proud of our girl. We came back to the hospital after the game and Jordan told Graham all about her big day. He was a proud Dad.
Sporting their arm bands |
Playing for Daddy! |
Jordan's Goal for Daddy - it's a little blurry, she is the white blob on the left, hehehe. |
I got to sleep in my own bed last night and both our cat and dog did not leave my side, I think they missed me. I was very anxious leaving Graham for the night. It seems the few times I have, the next day would be horrible.
Today is a rough day. Not as bad as previous days, but he feels out of it and "junkie." They will be ordering another chest x-ray to see if something else is going on. He has started another anti-rejection medicine, but how he feels is not any of the side effects. I did make him exercise yesterday...maybe he's just a little exhausted.
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