Hurry Up and Wait...

Steve and I both had to go back to work last Monday, which was too soon for him. The trip was intense and he could have used another week off, to recuperate. Thank goodness it was his "compressed Friday" week, so he was off yesterday and slept a long while in the afternoon; probably the best thing.

Waiting is hard. For so long, we planned and anxiously awaited our trip to Costa Rica. Between making those arrangements, caring for three kids, both of us working long, hard hours, and running a household, life has been a little too full over the last year. Now that we have the stem cell treatments behind us, we are anxiously awaiting results. They are not visible yet, although Steve does have a healthier look about him today. I noticed it this morning. Then, we had lunch with friends and they commented on it too, without me saying anything. Maybe it was the long afternoon in bed yesterday or maybe just wishful thinking. Either way, Steve is diligently doing his therapy workouts, which always augment overall well-being.

The doctors, nurses, and therapists at ICM and CIMA Hospital said it would take 8 to 12 weeks before we see any results, and we have one week under our belt. I remember a friend of mine, when told that patience is a virtue, replied, "and not one of mine!" Usually, I am a very patient person, but I must admit, this is tough. We want to know that this worked, that our efforts have been worth it, and we want to see results of that. Hurry up and wait...