This is a picture of Ryan. I was unpacking the car on Tuesday. He was trying to drag his oxygen tank by pulling on his nasal cannula chord. This by no means is a good thing. I told him to give me a second and I’d help him. He said, “Off, off?” I told him he had to keep it on. When I came back out from running whatever it was I was running inside he was stripped of his oxygen chord. “Ryan!” I said. He gave me a funny little smirk as if to say, “I waited, but you were taking too long!”
The good news is he’s getting stronger every day. He was taking 3 and 4 hour naps at the hospital the last few days before discharge and then falling asleep for another long nap between five and 10 pm. Then he’d be up until 1 or 2 in the morning wanting to play. He’s back to his normal routine now… bed by 8 pm and a one-hour nap. We visit the cardiologist in a few weeks. I’m hoping his oxygen is gone by then….. we’ll see.
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Comments (2)
Typical man, just can’t wait!
I swear it is hard wired into their dna, for if they waited in those caveman days, dinner would escape, so men are programmed for the importance of this very moment, not in a minute, their survival depends on it.
Ryan has such a wise old soul persona that your photos often capture, just like this one.
Merlin…you are hilariously accurate. Ok, now I forgot what I was going to post. 🙂