Saturday, July 25, 2009
I am sitting here knowing I should do some strength training or a walk or something. I am using the excuse of time because we'll be going to the hospital again.
People say, "Oh, you'll have a great time in Edmonton!" I reply, "Oh, yeah! I will!"
But the fact is-I don't even want to. We're here to see our niece. She's lying in the bed, recovering(?) from the car accident. She's almost 20. We see her and are happy when she can shift her eyes to look at who is speaking, move her hand to brush her hair, and we don't even know for sure if she's aware she's doing it.
She can't go out for a run, or do situps, or shop.
I guess I'll do them for her.