It seems as though my visit to CA. was "so yesterday". Anyway I was looking forward to going back home. Once I was there I felt like I actually never left. I was just absorbing everything and thought "I can't believe I left, and I'm just here visiting." But then again I always pictured myself living somewhere else other than California. California never really fit into the picture for some odd reason. Now I understand.
At the same time I felt a bit out of place. It hit me that my life is in Texas. That I have a HUSBAND there. The week went by really fast, but I enjoyed my time there with my family. I got to see my uncles, cousins, grandmother etc. etc. And I enjoyed a lot of yummy home made food. ;) I also realized that I never really appreciated the mountains. The city I currently live in has nothing scenic about it. I also realized that there is so much more color in CA. Nice green trees, pretty flowers, colorful buildings etc. etc. I MISS ALL THAT. I guess I have a thing or two I like about Texas but I care not to write about it. :)
I had mixed emotions towards the end of my stay. I didn't want to leave because I didn't want to leave my dad in the state that he was in. Although I knew he was in good hands. But at the same time I was missing Raul. That was the first time we had been apart since we got married. We missed each other and it was nice to be home right on time for Valentines Day.
Raul and I plan on being in CA in June. This time I hope to visit more of my friends. And FOR SURE visit Pasadena. I heart that place!!! :)
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Dad's recovery
My Dad was released from the hospital on Friday. Just what I had in mind. I wanted to leave knowing that he was going to be home taken care of by my mom. Not that the nurses at the hospital weren't doing their part, but there is nothing better than having family involved in the care of my Father.
It's been rather odd to see my Dad in the state that he is in. I am use to seeing him upbeat and full of energy. But at the same time I understand why he is like this, it's normal. My dad is a PATIENT man. Patience is going to be his best friend during this post surgery process. And I can tell that he is taking this day by day. Which is perfect. My dad has never been one to accept help, he is always helping others. He doesn't even like to be served food!!!! I was probably being overbearing while I was there, because I was constantly making sure that he had everything he needed. Food, medicine, blankets, comfort, help etc. etc... There were some things that he simply wanted to do on his own. Understandable. He kept saying "I'm not crippled, I can still do certain things, don't worry." He was for the most part very quiet, and every now and again he would let out a joke or two. I think he refrained from laughing because it hurt to laugh because of the surgery).
At one point he asked to see all the albums that we have made throughout the years of the family. I was a bit scared there for a minute. I wondered why, but got them for him anyway. It was nice because he was laying in the bed and as I sat sat next to him on his bed we went through the albums and recalled old memories.
Overall my dad is really putting in his part to have a speedy recovery. He is doing everything that the Dr. ordered. And he is anxious to get back to work, his garden, and his normal day to day things. As were saying our "farewell's" he said "don't worry mija, when you come back in June I will be running ten miles a day." :) He has a great attitude about everything, and that helps us as well.
I wish I could still be there with my dad. But I know that he is in good hands and that things will be just fine. I talk to him at least twice a day. And all I can do is leave all this up to God and hope for the best.
"Trip to CA" blog to follow.......
It's been rather odd to see my Dad in the state that he is in. I am use to seeing him upbeat and full of energy. But at the same time I understand why he is like this, it's normal. My dad is a PATIENT man. Patience is going to be his best friend during this post surgery process. And I can tell that he is taking this day by day. Which is perfect. My dad has never been one to accept help, he is always helping others. He doesn't even like to be served food!!!! I was probably being overbearing while I was there, because I was constantly making sure that he had everything he needed. Food, medicine, blankets, comfort, help etc. etc... There were some things that he simply wanted to do on his own. Understandable. He kept saying "I'm not crippled, I can still do certain things, don't worry." He was for the most part very quiet, and every now and again he would let out a joke or two. I think he refrained from laughing because it hurt to laugh because of the surgery).
At one point he asked to see all the albums that we have made throughout the years of the family. I was a bit scared there for a minute. I wondered why, but got them for him anyway. It was nice because he was laying in the bed and as I sat sat next to him on his bed we went through the albums and recalled old memories.
Overall my dad is really putting in his part to have a speedy recovery. He is doing everything that the Dr. ordered. And he is anxious to get back to work, his garden, and his normal day to day things. As were saying our "farewell's" he said "don't worry mija, when you come back in June I will be running ten miles a day." :) He has a great attitude about everything, and that helps us as well.
I wish I could still be there with my dad. But I know that he is in good hands and that things will be just fine. I talk to him at least twice a day. And all I can do is leave all this up to God and hope for the best.
"Trip to CA" blog to follow.......
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