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Monday Update: 10/24/05

Blessing for the day:
Here is a message that Matt spelled out for me to put on the blog to all our friends and family – ‘Hi everyone! I am not really talking to you, but thought I would say hello. Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. I really appreciate it.’

I thought you would all enjoy reading a message straight from Matt. He was happy to do it and I’m sure there will be more as time goes on. He has been asking me to read the blog and also to read the many cards he has received. I think he really takes comfort in the many kind words you have written to him. Your love and support strengthen him daily.

He worked hard today in therapy and continues to make strides in the right direction. He sat on the physical therapy mat while doing speech therapy today for a solid hour. He worked to correct himself when he started to lean one way or the other. They were quite impressed that he was able to multi-task so well. He is pretty exhausted right now, taking a nice snooze in bed. He has a 2 hour break before OT, so that’s good. He does better when he can have a good break and rest comfortably in bed.

He had a good weekend. A nice, lazy Sunday watching TV and hanging out with his family. My sister, brother in law, and niece stopped by for a visit too and he really enjoyed seeing them. They got a genuine laugh and smile out of Matt with a goofy picture. It is so good to see Matt’s sense of humor is still there! He’s going to need it, being married to me!
We still haven’t heard anything official from Younker yet. I will post as soon as I know what is going on with that.


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