Gail is recuperating nicely. She has even been driving a little, which is exciting and scary at the same time. She drove herself to church this morning, and enjoyed being there in the congregation without having to stand up and sing with the choir all the time.
Those nice people from church are going to go to a place in town called Fresh Prep where they will make a bunch of meals for us, and bring them to us to put in the freezer. It is so sweet of them, and I really appreciate it.
It is hard for me to accept help, much less ask for it. This may be part of what I should be learning from this experience.