Where's The Ice Cream

Hi friends.

I know it's been two whole days. Have you missed me? I'm sure. The truth is there isn't that much to report. She's talking a lot. She actually explained to the speech therapist (formerly known as The Gestapo, but now just called Kristen) how she and my dad met each other. Unbeknownst to my father, she took her through the whole adorable/embarrassing story. When my dad came back in the room and Kristen was looking at him with slightly googly eyes, he said, "You told her that story?" To which my mom replied, "She asked. what was I SUPPOSED to say?"

Her blood pressure is great, her temp is normal and the only thing that might be an issue is blood sugar, but it's nothing to write home about. She is also participating in her PT and OT - working really hard and doing great. They're still trying to get her left side moving. Everyone swears that they've seen her move her left arm, but let me tell you something about sitting in a hospital for weeks, you start to see things. I kid. I believe that they saw it. We're just hoping that it will become a more common occurrence. I did some light reading about RIC and it looks like they are the masters of rehab, so I have high hopes for her left side once she gets there.

Lastly, she continues to talk about ice cream. She just really wants the damn ice cream. Turns out Holy Family doesn't even have ice cream. My mom finds it unreasonable that ANY hospital be without ice cream. I agree.