Thursday, June 12 

We got home this morning. Glory had stayed with Trace since it was raining, and it just felt so good to be back in our cozy space on a quiet morning. Avry was so happy to be home—we laid on the soft carpet and played memory until she begged to go nap in my bed. 

 

Trace is feeling much better, but he still doesn’t have much energy. My gut tells me he wasn’t eating enough while taking the medication after last week’s episode. The medicine makes him feel sick and not want to eat—but it makes him even sicker if he doesn’t eat. I also noticed he hadn’t been taking any of his daily supplements last week. Hopefully, it’s only up from here. 

 

We all took naps! I definitely woke up feeling more tired than when I laid down. It’s funny—I think every time I come home, the more I sleep, the more I realize just how much I need to sleep. Somehow, in the hospital, I’m just forced to keep going… so I do. But when I’m finally home, my body starts to feel the weight of it all. 

 

Amy took Crystal to the airport around 11. Her visit was short but so special—every minute was worth it. Later in the afternoon, Glory took Trace to the last day of Ranch Hand Camp. It really does take a village!! Meanwhile, Avry and I worked on Father’s Day cards and did a little painting together. I saw a lot of smiles this afternoon! She’s walking around a little! 

Yesterday Dr Mitchell did the biopsy and aspiration on the front of her hips instead of the back. I can’t believe the difference it makes!!! 
The other time she had this done,  she was in so much pain for days. I could hardly lift her or carry her. I know sometimes it’s the 2nd or 3rd day that’s worse but I’m taking this as a win!!

 

In the evening, Avry and I were walking home from the park when Jake drove past us around 7 PM—it felt too good to be true. We jumped in the car and headed back out to pick up Trace at 8. 

 

Avry was thrilled to see all the horses and the kittens  at the ranch from a distance. 

And tonight—tonight we are all home. My heart almost can’t handle it. I wish I could freeze time.  How is it 3 weeks?? I wonder how we got through the last weeks?? And yet we just took the next steps, every day. 

As Jake was telling Avry the plan for tomorrow, she looked up at him and asked, “You mean like… be a family?” 

 

Yes, sweet girl. Just like that. 💛