The Magic Day Is Tuesday

Tuesday is the day. Approximately 4 days from now she will be making the trek from the beautiful western suburbs to the more cosmopolitan environment of downtown Chicago. She's aware of the move. When asked where she was going next week, she answered "RIC" and when asked if she knew what it stood for she responded "Rehabilitation Institution of Chicago" in her sassiest voice. 

The troops on the frontlines report that she had a good day today. She was very alert and aware. She pulled out all the stops for the occupational therapist - she matches stars with stars and circles with circles. She STILL has the trach, but it's capped - meaning she's breathing completely on her own and keeping up her oxygen levels, so it's only there because of the swallowing issue. Most likely they'll keep it until she moves to RIC where she'll get more extensive therapy and therefore be able to focus more on getting rid of the trach. 

Let the countdown begin.