Episode 55 - Just like the ones I used to know

Today's episode comes to you from the comfort of my bed and the discomfort of foot surgery (post op day 2).  Since I had this same surgery four months ago (on the other foot) - I'm fairly prepared for the recovery and what it entails.

When DH and I left two mornings ago, for the surgery, Grandma bid us farewell as if it were any other day.  No mention of the pending procedure... or comments or questions.  "NM's Surgery" was displayed boldly on the whiteboard in the kitchen but it either went unread or uncomprehended.  Likewise, upon our arrival home... (she was in the basement when I hobbled through the door and into the comfort of my recliner) she seemed oblivious to the fact that anything other than the commonplace had occurred.  This is OK I thought.  I would probably feel more frustration with her hovering over me.

As I hibernated in my room most of yesterday, it was apparent she'd forgotten I was at home (although we'd chatted in the kitchen in the morning).  While accessing my office remotely, I observed she called my work phone twice, leaving messages both times. 

When at lunch time we met up again in the kitchen, she remained mum on my condition.  She chatted about her mid-day meal that had been delivered, the pain she was feeling in her hip, some school supplies CeCe had left out and Ruby's coming to see her shortly.  No "How are you feeling?"  "Is the medicine helping your pain?"  "Is there anything I can get you?"  I wasn't annoyed by any means... I was simply surprised. 

I took advantage of yesterday's peace to compose our family's Christmas letter.  Memories of previous letters flooded my mind, as well as memories of Grandma asking me to write her letter.  No such requests this year... at least not yet.

Some things never change - but most things do. 

So ends Episode 55