So, my wife has been home from the hospital for about three weeks now. Apparently, on top of her liver resectioning, she had an h pilori virus and that’s what was stopping her stomach from healing. Whatever. She’s on the slow road to normalcy now, knock wood, so who cares what the problem was as long as she gets better. She was in the hospital for almost six weeks, and I was with her for at least twelve hours of each of those days except six during which I was only there for eight, but it evens out because for the first few weeks I was there for an average of 20 hours a day. It was rough, and it was tough not being there with her 24/7, but I needed to rest because my real work began when she came home. I’m a nurse, a cook, a cleaner, a launderer, a personal shopper and chauffeur, and a patient and loving husband. In another reality I’m sure I make an excellent housewife, not desperate at all. But, that has what has been keeping me from the ill-named Daily Page of Jamie. If anybody was reading this I’d say sorry, but since I’m my only follower right now… Meh.
The good thing that came out of her being in the hospital for so long is that I got an awesome story out of it, called Shades of Gray. I haven’t written a really great short story in a while, or anything great or not, really, so I’m pretty jazzed about it. I’m going to submit to a short-story contest at Broken Pencil magazine. We’ll see how it goes. It’s about different ways and means of love, loss, and togetherness. It’s nice, but it’s sad. I think it can win. I hope it does, but even if it doesn’t, at least I’m finally trying, right?
That said, and I’m sure a million have said this before me, I feel bad about neglecting this blog thing, whatever it’s turning out to be, so I am going to make a much greater effort to turn this Daily Page of Jamie into something more than just a Semi-Rare & Highly Sporadic Page of Jamie.
Wish me luck.
What was I talking about?