We had a really nice weekend with my sister-in-law and her family at their lake house. It was very relaxing. Courtney loves her cousins and her aunt and uncle. She’s really walking with a vengeance now. As a matter of fact, she’s been walking with her arms down and behind her, a la George Jefferson. It’s quite hysterical. Anyway, it’s really nice for me as well as I can rely on them to help watch Courtney. You know, I can sit on my butt and do nothing while someone else keeps an eye on her.
Sleeping in a bed other than your own always leaves you a little tired. You usually don’t sleep as well. It seems that Courtney missed her bed as well.
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I keep thinking about Anissa. Every day I wait anxiously for updates on her status, like a kid on Christmas. There’s been some progress and some good news but she’s not fully conscious or aware. According to her husbands update for yesterday, she’s not considered to be in a coma anymore, but she’s not awake. I keep thinking that it’s not right that she’s not awake, that her family had to “celebrate” Thanksgiving without her. My heart just weeps for her kids. I don’t understand. It makes me question some things. Things I’m still trying to figure out how ask.
