I mentioned ups and downs yesterday, but they were nothing compared to the downs and ups of recent days. JP continues to job search. He has resumed out at three-Fort Worth companies (and many out of state companies), each of which he’s had some kind of business lead or connection with.
There’s hope, however, not much improvement. Sometimes I neglect he’s unemployed- since he’s worked from home days gone by 7 months, it generally does not appear like much has transformed. The kids only need a shorter trip to school (they’ve switched to the part-time program, which is 9-2:30, 5 days weekly) and he will all the pick-ups and drop-offs. Which means you know, other than that, it’s like nothing at all has changed.
Our Realtor acquired the virtual tour done for the house in case we have to list it. We toured a (much) smaller (cheaper) home in a nearby neighborhood with a better elementary school. Our future is now full of contingencies right. Fully researched, considered contingencies carefully. JP turned 31 on Thursday. The small children were overjoyed.
I composed the table prior to the kids woke up and Landon was so excited he made a decision to hide to surprise JP when he got home from swimming. Then, down. On Friday my grandpa got a sharp convert for the worse in his recovery from spinal surgery. I hadn’t discussed his troubles yet, mostly because I just kept thinking they’d disappear completely. The persistence of them, and how deeply they’ve started to affect him, this week finally strike me.
He is, was until lately, the most active, loud, inquisitive, caring, positive, hard-working, stubborn, OPTIMISTIC person I understand. He’s been in pain for a few months from long-time problems from ejecting him his shot-down fighter aircraft in Vietnam (a move that gained him a Purple Heart and compressed spinal nerves) and he recently experienced surgery to enhance the situation.
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And it appeared the problem was improved, but then the pain back again came, much more severe than before. It had been constant and it was wearing on him in a way I don’t think we, or certainly not I, fully understood. Sunday By, he couldn’t escape the bed and was moved by ambulance to the hospital. He had surgery again on Wednesday but had not been doing well.
He called me on the incident Friday and our 90-second conversation got me crying in my office for a half hour. He wasn’t lucid. He told me 3 or “I’m just not doing well, I’m not successful.” I didn’t know who that man was. We drove to Austin Friday evening.
We had an incredible time out with our friends on Friday. Moonshine got a 90-minute wait, however, many beverages were got by us, tucked ourselves in the corner of the terrace, and spoke non-stop. Saturday morning hours we went on our favorite Austin hike On, with J and M’s little lady showing great prowess as a “hikist” and their 9-month-old slumped in a happy little ball in Claire’s hiking backpack. I talked to my mom while jumping on rocks across a little stream. My grandpa better was doing, he was in the operative ICU, guests were firmly governed and my uncle was soaring back. These were glad we offered to come but thought we have to wait until Thanksgiving as planned.
Today we found a new recreation area and river in Fort Worth to jump around on and explore. We climbed a rock and roll mountain, scurried up ropes, and flew high on swings. We grocery store shopped. We picked up acorns in the front backyard. I made my mom’s spaghetti sauce. My Grandpa proceeds to improve in lucidity, if not pain management. JP is next if you ask me. Personally I think very peaceful, regardless of the stress that I know lurks within (and regardless of the hour of zombie fighting Walking Dead gore I simply watched). As my grandma says, life is good. Whilst it sometimes is not.