Saturday and Sunday

Friday evening, Saturday, and Sunday were pretty uneventful.  Thank the Lord(I mean that in all seriousness).

I was discharged from the hospital on Saturday afternoon(Thanks Dr. H.).  I was a little apprehensive about going home so early, but after talking things over with Chad and my wonderful nures(I really did have the best nursing care while there) and getting some reassurances about some things I felt like I would rest much better at my house.

We got home in time to see most of the Alabama game.  I know that's not really important to Jo's story, but the game was awful.  Bama won, but just barely.  The way they were playing they should have lost, and would have earned that loss.  It's just one of the things I remember about the day.  I will probably never forget the insignificant details.  We had a lot of visitors on Saturday evening.  My brother and his wife brought us Pizza for dinner.  We just chilled over our pizza pies and watched Food Network.  It's strange how the most mundane things are the most comforting and healing when your world has been rocked.

Sunday we spent the day at my parents house.  I needed that more than I could ever express into words.  Chad and I are very close to our parents.  We are thankful that God has allowed us to have Godly parents, and that we are able to have close relationships with our parents.  Mom cooked for us, an Dad did some administrative type things to help us prepare for Jo's funeral.  Jesse and Amy came over later in the day and we all just hung out.  We did nothing special, but just soaked up each other and loved on each other. 

Saturday and Sunday were indeed uneventful, but they were exactly what I needed.  I think, in the best of circumstances(which I am fortunate to have), the Lord gives us family to draw strength.  I certainly couldn't walk this road without my husband, but he can't do everything.  There are roles for our entire family to play.  I'm grateful our families have taken their time(which they don't have a lot of) to care for us, love on us, and let God shine through them.

I'm trying to post all of the things I remember about the last week, while I still remember them.  I want to remember every detail of Johanna's life, and the days right after.