Wow Wednesday!

Hello everyone,

I hope this finds you all having had a blessed Wednesday. My friend Barbara came and picked me up this morning and took me to breakfast and then to get a manicure. It was all about Cathy today, but a very nice morning reprieve.

I got to the hospital a little after noon and John was having his lunch. I think he's doing so much better eating. He says he just can't please the "swallow" people. They tell him to do it one way and he does and it's not right; they tell him to do it another way and he does and it's still not right. We'll see how tomorrow goes for him but, in my opinion, he's doing much better than he was before the surgery.

He got a haircut today and looks and feels better from it. It was getting pretty shaggy and Bucky said it looked very "hipster" to him. He had a strip shaved down the right side of the back of his head where they did the surgery and he had all of these shorter circular spots where they put the tabs on for the stealth MRI. It was kind of a mess.

Melody ordered him a new pair of shoes from Zappos and he really liked them. I made him leave the tags on until he tried them so we could send them back if we needed to. He went to therapy with the tags on and came back with them off, so he obviously really liked them.

He said nobody could do anything in therapy today so he had to show them all how to do it. I have no idea what that means, but he works really hard with little or not complaints. He does his best to impress whoever he's working with whether it be the occupational therapist, the physical therapist or the speech therapist. He gets most frustrated with the speech therapist because he just can't quite figure out what she's after.

Usually after he has dinner we take a stroll somewhere in the hospital. Last night we went down to the lobby and just sat in some chairs for awhile. Tonight we went to the observation windows on his floor and just looked outside a bit.

Cejae will be here this weekend and we can get back to the comedy. I think I'm just too tired by the end of the day to even be funny. That's pretty sad, isn't it? I don't mean to be Debby Downer because we have certainly been blessed and we are so grateful for everything and everyone. So, enough of my complaining.

Well, I'm going to go and help with dinner. Love you all and thanks for reading.

Cathy