Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wednesday Morning
Day 13. Yesterday, Mikele told the nurses the nickname that Dorothy's brothers gave her when she was little - "Dorth Vader". She was a little terror - she ran the household with a tiny but iron fist. Of course now she's put on the velvet gloves. The nurses got a big laugh out of that. Bob's been spending nights with D, now that she's awake. He says nights are uneventful. They're getting ready to try weaning her off the feeding tube sometime soon.
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A note to Dorothy...
You don't know me, but I've been reading your blog and have a lot of experience with rehab. Sounds like you are doing really well, with a lot of good things going your way (even though it might not feel like it). Work really hard with the different therapists, they really can make a big difference on relearning all the little things and it is much easier to work with them than to try to do it on your own!
You are an inspiration and will go far. My prayers are with you.
Bob,
Guys from the Mens Group are praying for you continously and so are friends of friends of friends friends. Need help with anything just give a jingle. Love our brother.
In Him,
The guys
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