It must make for a long slow day for Dale as he mends, alone, at home, every day. With limited capabilities to do what his mind wants to do, he does what he can. Since his body screams to be near the bathroom with another bout of diarrhea from the intestinal infection once again, most activities are limited. Dale works well to keep his spirits in place to heal as fast as possible. The sunshine is great, the clear skies better, and hopes of gentle warm days bring happiness to his soul. He will want to mow the lawns and do some yard work, however, they tell him not to for a year; too much of a risk for infectious things out there. That will be hard on him.
He must be feeling better (sans diarrhea) because he is anxious to be productive and active, but his body is slow to recoup enough to keep up with his desires. One day, it will come, eventually.
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