what a week!

So I don't think I ever realized how much I absolutely NEED my husband.

When we first got married I wanted to do everything by myself and do it my way. Well when I realized that I was doing way too much, working 2 jobs, paying bills, taking care of house work, school it started to take a toll on me and I then started asking for help.

On Monday, Brian went in to have surgery to get his umbilicord hernia fixed. I thought, "really this can't be that bad, he'll be out for a day and things will be back to normal." Boy wrong was I! I think he thought it would be better then he thought. I mean he's gotten a week of work from the bank!

I waited in the waiting for them to stitch him up and it took about an hour. Luckily my mom watched Ahlyssa (thank you mom!) and it took Brian about half hour to wake up.

Walking in to see him, pale and hooked up to monitors and half asleep was a little weird to see and honestly would rather not ever see that again.

For some reason they told him "they couldn't find me" so when I walked in to see him the first thing he said was "were u beeeen? you said you beeee heeeere." (exact words and drawn out like that, still heavily medicated). I told him I was waiting for him and he preceded to tell the like 1,002 times that the nurses "tricked" him. He thought they would have him count backwards then they'd know he was "out". Well instead they had him tell the nurses where he wanted to go on vacation. He was so excited to tell them but never had the chance because obviously the whole purpose to know when he was "out" and they go "out" quick. Some of the things he said were SO FUNNY. Probably somethings not to be repeated! But the nurses had a few laughs too!

(driving home...drugged)

We get his meds and get home and he doesn't do very well at first. Its hurts to sit, gets dizzy to walk, can't get up by himself, and so on. On top of that I have a 9 month old crying because she sees daddy lying on the couch and thinks that the world revolves around her and we should ALWAYS be paying attention to her. On top of that he can't pick up more then 20 pounds which puts out picking up Ahlyssa. (He does try to talk to her and play from afar with her). At this point I think "this is going to the worst week ever".

WRONG!

(Ahlyssa sitting beside him...listening to a story..giving ME a break!)

Although getting up in the middle of the night to help with his paper route and to come immediately to take care of Ahlyssa to making sure Brian is taking medication at the right times so he isn't in pain and making sure everyone is fed, and everything else on top of that-I have found the blessings in service. I totally and completely have respect for what my husband does and the hard work he puts in everyday. At some point I just lost my self and willing served my husband the way I should and not expect anything back in return. (I will admit, I did complain a few times about the paper route.) I loved hearing him quietly call my name because he needed help getting up or needed something to drink (but didn't quite want to because he knew I was tired and busy doing something else). This experience has strengthen my testimony in a few different areas. Prayer, service, the way a family works, the way a marriage works, and my Savior Jesus Christ and His selfless atoning sacrifice.

He is off at work today and I miss him terribly.