Not so much family values as, ‘The value of family’.
I make no apology for returning to a subject I’ve written about before, under similar circumstances. The difference this time, the medical treatment was planned, not an emergency admission. It was, though, at short notice; I was offered a cancellation slot for cataract surgery to my left eye.
If you read Entertaining Angels blog regularly, you might already know what I mean by “My other family“, if not then I’d better explain.
My blood relations family is small. There’s my wife and I, and my brother whom I rarely see. None of us have children. My wife has a brother too. Both our brothers live over 80 miles away and both work. We each have cousins, who we rarely see. But, these are not the family this post is about. This is about my and W’s other family, our Church and Mothers’ Union family.
This time around, I was able to make a few basic preparations prior to my eye surgery. Even a cancellation slot gives a couple of days notice, unlike my previous emergency admissions.
I’ve been home, at the time I write, two days since the cataract surgery to my left eye. Already I’m blessed with help I’ve received and further offers of help if we need it. The offers of help that I have not, yet, taken up, are not perfunctory expressions, as may sometimes be the case. I know I can count on them all.
J&T collected me from the hospital and took me home, guiding me while I had the dressing on my left eye; I couldn’t wear my glasses to see from my right while the dressing was on my left. My short sightedness is severe. Without my glasses, I guess I might be classed visually impaired.
M and L have each already taken Cookie, my dog, for walks and J and Ja have each done bits of shopping for me. That just the help I’ve had in the few days since my treatment. Ju will take me shopping next week for a big shop and I’ve had numerous other offers that I can call on when needed.
Whilst I think I might manage ok during recovery from my surgery, my ‘family’ make it possible to do more than just manage. Their support is a blessing and kindness to W and to myself, and are there for us and for each other. Thank you to all my family who care for us.