On To The Next Thing

My dreams for sleeping in after our mission didn't work for Monday morning (February 27) as Jena had an early doctor's appointment about 30 miles north.  Then I dropped her off back at our basement apartment and headed down to Provo to attend Ben's last clinical and to take him on an overnight visit.

With some creative thinking on the part of the USH staff, Ben came home with us for an overnight visit and then we were able to take him to the CRU (Critical Recovery Unit) at Davis Behavioral Health on Tuesday morning for his step-down into the community.

Ben did great at the clinical and has been so happy about being discharged back to the CRU. 

Kory Camp (administrative social worker), Ben, Dr. Kent Roundy

We spent our time together taking care of some errands including getting him (and Jena and I) haircuts-

The highlight for him was to finally be able to eat at the Asian Buffet in Layton for dinner.  He has been talking about that for weeks.

Ben and Jena after eating yummy(ish) Chinese food

It was good to spend time with him. I so wish that I could remove this burden from him but grateful for his goodness and hopes and dreams and for all of the people that support us while on this journey.  We have been so blessed with great doctors and support people who also care about Ben.  Dr. Roundy and Kory are two examples and two of the best.

I checked him in and then we were off moving boxes to the storage room and running other errands. Tuesday afternoon, the weather reports were grim for Central Utah so we decided to postpone our trip to Arizona by one day....which was a good thing because it allowed us to take care of some glasses repairs and other little details.

We also took some time to play a couple of card games...and Wednesday morning I actually slept in until 9:30 am.  (I know that isn't everyone's idea of a good time, but it felt so good to sleep well and late---it is a treat to me in a weird way.  I blame it on years of early morning seminary and lack of sleep during the school week.  Saturday mornings were always a treat. Gary doesn't get it either.)