Maybe I didn't do a good job of explaining everything - yes if it wasn't Christmas I probably would have stayed at least until after midweek but it would be a shit Christmas for dh and me if I was still here. He's also had the added shit that comes with Christmas anyway and setting up emergency ward 10 in our bedroom with hoists, commode a hospital bed, a dog that's pining for me and just getting his head round what's been done to me. He retired last December and although there have been five previous spinal surgeries he's popped to see me after work, taken a day or two off when I got home and other people got on with caring for me.
It's all been stripped bare this year, hospital appts, the daily grind of being me that he never really saw. Things like going out for the day and having to take a ventilator, suction machine, catheters, emergency resuscitation kit, medication etc it's bloody exhausting. But we're closer than ever and that's good.
There has been joy today too - I had a video call from New Zealand this morning from two insanely cute kiwi granddaughters and their gorgeous mum, gosh how I miss her every single day but I'm happy that she's living her dream in the most beautiful place on earth.