Anne will never heal completely. The bones in her feet will always break. Nothing can be done She cannot (should not) walk.
I have always shared domestic duties around the house. I will need to do most all of it now.
I need to look into wheel chairs this week and perhaps a bed for downstairs. All the bedrooms are upstairs at present.
It may be that as time goes by I can adapt and find time for fencing. Though I doubt it will be at the pace I have gone at it of late. I did not go to foil tonight. I am paid up for the month at UNC. What to do there?
I am a selfish man, who does not willing sacrifice his love....his passions. Yet, what can be done here, except to do those very things.
I hope things work out to a point where I can fence and not feel guilty about doing it. Anne has told me she wants me to not give this up for her, but I do not see how I cannot make some major changes.
Just rambling on this post. Only time will tell if I can find away to continue fencing.