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Friday Update: 06/16/06

Things are going pretty well here on the home front…other than the motor on our AC unit going bad at the house! (Only a minor repair…but just typical for the way my life is going these days!) My first full day at work was good. My co-worker put up a big welcome back banner and brought in bagels for everyone! It was so sweet and so thoughtful! It feels good to have so much moral and personal support here at work. I am looking forward to working in the office full time again…although it is weird to there all day!

Matt has been trying to adjust to his new surroundings the best he can. It is hard for him right now. I think he’s trying to figure out how he fits in there. There are so many people with traumatic brain injuries with various levels of cognitive issues. For Matt, his intellect, memory, and personality have been the same…so he just feels like some of the activities he’s doing now aren’t really appropriate for him. It’s just hard to say right now. These first few days they are assessing everything and working on their game plan. Monday we meet with all the therapists and discuss their assessments and treatment plans. It will be good for us to find out what they think of his abilities and what they want to focus on. I hope they can tailor his rehab to fit his needs and abilities and not lump him in a group that doesn’t quite fit. We’ll see. Matt is feeling a little lost right now. I hope that these next few days will bring us the answers we need and help point him in the direction he wants to go…right now he feels a little bit like his time is being wasted.

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