month. i woke that morning feeling good. no nightmares either. it was a beautiful day. i was still in pain and my body still had a lot of healing to go through, but it “could” finally heal. that’s all i wanted.
the next morning came, i wish i could say i slept, but i had not. i look back today and again, i am so grateful for that one night of rest. my body and mind needed it, but now my body was fighting, again. my home nurse came over. i was blessed with such a sweet young lady as my nurse with such a huge heart and a pure joy 