Thursday (Day 67)

Since my last post almost a week ago, it seems a lot has happened. In talking with my Mom, I am going to limit my posts to twice a week....which is about what they are now...but make official posting days so that everyone knows when to check in. So, starting next week, I will be posting on Tuesday's and Friday's. Regarding my comment on my last entry about shutting down this site, until I hear otherwise...it will continue, but only on those two days.

My Dad is asking about this blog almost everyday, and is eager to 'write back' to all of you. I may try to post an entry based purely on what he tells me. Knowing that this would take some time, it may be something I would complete in phases. Then again, maybe not. Lately he has been quite the chatter box, though much of it is still hard to understand.

More and more movement out of the left side. Initially, it was just what I had witnessed, but without other's able to see it...I began to look like the boy that cried wolf. Now, my Mom has seen it on several occasions, as well as some of the doctors and PT's.

Last night Brad and I took him into the gym, per his request. This is the first time in a week that we have done this, and I must say...his motor skills and awareness have doubled since then. Brad and I still have lots of practice when it comes to moving him from his chair, but it's getting better. The aids at the facility have been working with us on techniques. It's wild to think that just two months ago he was unable to open his eyes or even grunt. Now we are lucky if we can get him to keep quiet! Ha!

I have said over and over what an amazing husband and father this man is. I have seen several instances of this in the last 67 days. I could write a whole other blog on all these instances, but alas....some things are none of your business!!! haha. Earlier this week, I stayed much later than normal with him, as he was just going on and on and on about several topics. While we watched "Dances with the Stars", Jessica Simpson was singing...and I commented on how beautiful she is. Without hesitation, he goes into how much he loves my Mom, and how she has no idea how much he loves her. I won't comment on all that was said, as it was extremely touching....but I am completely revered by his attention to her, even in his weakened condition. He is constantly making sure she is "covered". We told him about our night with Neil, and then again I took her out this last weekend...and he told me to continue doing this. I know he worries for her as much, if not more, than she worries for him....which, if you know my Mom, you would know that is a whole lot of worrying. :)

Tonight he gets some special visitors who could not make it for his birthday weekend. We will watch the VP debates no doubt. Thank you to all that spent time with my Dad this weekend...you know who you are. It meant a lot to all of us, especially him. I've felt a new found strength in him this week.