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Thursday Update: 10/13/05

Blessings for the day:
I got to break away and have lunch with some friends from work! It was so good to see them and eat at one of our favorite ‘usual’ places downtown. I really had a good time seeing them in a familiar and happy environment…and it did my soul some good to spew a little bit about my own personal frustrations, anxieties, and stresses. Thank God for good friends, I am grateful for you everyday!

Matt also had a good therapy day today…each day is better and better. He took more steps today and stood very tall and straight with little assistance supporting him. He did a lot of the work himself! The therapists continue to be so proud of Matt and his determination and willingness to keep it up. He’s just so awesome!!! His mother said last night how amazing Matt is…and it’s true, he’s one strong guy. I think after all this is said and done I won’t roll my eyes quite so much when he gets all macho on me and brags about how tough he is! Not everyone would be strong enough to make it through this…Matt continues to show us daily how strong he really is…emotionally, mentally, and physically. I am so thankful for his strength and fortitude.

Matt is looking quite a bit different these days! He’s dropped a few pounds (I’m guessing 20-30 at this point); his hair is MUCH longer than normal; and this morning he let me shave off his goatee! (I asked him last night and this morning if he was SURE he wanted me to do it!) So, he pretty much looks like he did when we first met back in high school! A tall, slender, cutie with thick, dark hair, pretty blue eyes, and an adorable smile! Next time you see him, you’ll probably be pretty surprised at the difference! Flashback to 1992!

We got word today that the therapists have submitted all their notes to Younker Rehab and they will review it and get back to us about his admission probably tomorrow. They usually transfer patients on Mondays and Tuesdays, so I am assuming it will be one of those days next week. I will post for sure as soon as I know.


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