Rache is in fine spirits today, and has been spotted sitting in a chair! This is a big deal, so take the time now to applaud. Go on. I'll be here when you're done.
I'm waiting?! I don't hear you, there, with the blue shirt on...
Ok that's better.
So, physical therapy is continuing, and arrangements are being made for it to continue from home once we're back there. Steady progress, and we're all quite pleased, especially Rache.
Looks like a release from the hospital tomorrow is less likely now; don't be surprised if it is Thursday before we're outta here. The Dr. (and Rache!) want Rache to be confident about moving around before she's sent home.
Plus, I think she's starting to like the food here. I spotted her asking the food service folks for the recipe for their beef barley soup.
The Folks arrive from Blighty this afternoon. I'll be trekking to the airport (in my fully fueled Cadillac) a bit later to drop off my brother Lee (thanks for sending him, Jenny!) and pick up the parents. All carefully choreographed. I'm a care-taking MACHINE!
for your amusement and boundless delight, here's a picture of my Torino. It has no gas, because I haven't found any Premium!