My husband went into the hospital the day before Valentines Day.
It was finally time to have a knee replacement after a lifetime of baseball as a catcher. He played in grade school on many teams, junior high school and high school. He also played baseball for Michigan State University, Army and almost went Pro Ball. . . . . . position: CATCHER. Then on to play on neighborhood teams, fraternity teams and the list goes
on. Need I say more!!!
Preparation for that day and the pain that preceded that surgical
date did not allow for any Valentine's Day celebration what-so-ever!
Prior to surgery on the morning of the 13th of February, he said I forgot to give you
your Valentine's Day present. My gift was somehow just NOT important.
All I was concerned with was that his surgical prodedure would be
successful. . . . . . and I am happy to report that it was!
When I finally brought him home, he told me where the package was.
Opening that package revealed this little crystal bird. . . . a red
heart had somehow been blown right into its center. He said,
"another little guy for the birds in your life and P.S. I
P.S. He is only 15 days out from that surgical procedure and he is doing beautifully.
Many prayers and support from family and friends, I know contributed to his
well being. I have been his legs since he has come home, (lost weight yeay!!)
and just haven't had time for anything extra! It is good to be back, I have missed