It’s hard to believe it has been a whole week since I put up that last post.  Thank you to all of you thinking and praying for Amy (and the rest of us) and for all of the well-wishes.  We’re hanging in there, though it has been a bit of a challenge to balance everything.

I think I’m doing OK keeping up with the house and kids, though I am certainly no Amy!  You can still walk through the place without tripping over clutter (well sometimes).  We’re not starving yet, thanks mostly to a couple of friends from Church who have provided us with some delicious nutrition.  Special thanks to Tracey for bringing over two meals this week, unsolicited (Tracey has commented here a few times).  The chicken was especially delicious!  The kids loved it, it is all gone, and I even have your dishes washed and ready to give back to you.  See you Sunday.

I’ve even tackled laundry mountain and conquered it - though I have to admit that Amy felt well enough last night to fold the entire stack.

Laundry Mountain

Really, yesterday was a good day.  I called home from work and a rather energetic, cheerful, lively voice answered.  I thought I had a wrong number.   Alas it was Amy.  She made it out of bed and down stairs three times, which is more than the number of times she was out of bed for the entire week before.  My optimistic self was ready to declare that she was on the road to recovery. 

Today, however, is a different story…

Now, where did I put that electro-shock thingy??