As you know, Sam had surgery at the end of May. His recovery has been slower than I thought it would be. Despite excellent bloodwork results, plenty of rest and high quality nutrition*, he’s still generally uncomfortable and slow to regain his energy. So I was a little worried about the weekend that just passed.
We had two important birthday parties to attend in Pennsylvania. It wasn’t just the three hours sitting in a car that worried me but also the time spent in public. Not sure I’m explaining this well but just the lack of restorative naps, the staying dressed in party clothes, the effort of party conversation and the dramatic change in routine – I just wasn’t sure he was up to it.
The Saturday party was an outdoor bash for a 9 year old. Sami weathered the car ride without problem, unless you count the fact that I chose the wrong route and drove in the wrong lane the whole way (according to him, but that’s his opinion every day). He was ok at the party and excused himself only once to stretch out on a sofa inside the house. He paid for it that night when we got to our hostess’s house where he spent the night moaning and groaning and trying to be comfortable without his magic Motion convalescent bed. He got up on Sunday had a cup of coffee and then went back to bed for two hours because he was so wrung out from the day before.
On Sunday we were invited to the 100th birthday celebration for the father of of our third Musketeer. [Sidebar: Can you believe that my two best friends do not have blogs? I can’t either. – S.] I didn’t think Sami would be up to it but when the time came, he put on his party pants and was as lively as any guest there. I guess the key to get him moving is tell him he’s getting a catered meal and a piece of cake.
On the drive home, he was energetic enough to alert me every time he thought it was appropriate to change lanes. Some things are far too essential to the fabric of our lives to be changed by recent life events, milestones though they may be.
When it came time to blow out the candles, the birthday celebrant wished for another hundred years. He might make it too.
*3 meals and 2 snacks on time and without fail.
ADDENDUM: All of the living presidents sent greetings to note the special occasion for this decorated WWII veteran. What do you think of the sentiments?