It’s funny that in times of great pain and discomfort we find a way to celebrate the little things, but in our days of normal living we find a way to be negative about little things. There’s a good life lesson right there.
Today Dad went on 5 walks, sat up and did exercises, ate jello, and moved to a clear fluids diet. Today we celebrated little things. Who would have thought that taking a bite of jello and passing some gas were notable accomplishments. : )
I’m running night shift again and letting Mom sleep at the hotel. Surprisingly enough, I’m pretty comfortable in this blue reclining hospital chair (another small celebration:)
Ask yourself this today/tonight….
Are you celebrating the little accomplishments?