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Monday Update: 08/21/06

Well, we’ve made a decision about when Matt is coming home! We talked about it a lot the past few weeks, as the time was approaching. He knew he wanted to be home before his birthday (the 9th) and before the one year anniversary of his injury (the 14th)…so, we have decided that he’ll come home on the 1st! That way we can enjoy the long holiday weekend together at home, and get all settled in before starting the next phase of the journey. So, we are really on the final countdown now! Less than 2 weeks to go!!! YAHOO!!

It’s hard to believe that he will have been there for almost 12 weeks…the time has gone by fast, and yet we are SO ready to get back home and move on from here. Matt has done well in Omaha; he has honed his skills and worked hard to make some good gains. We are looking forward to getting home and figuring things out around the house again. This weekend at the hotel we got around pretty well. Every time we are together I am more and more confident in his ability to function in the house with independence and ease. He is, of course, VERY confident in his abilities! He is very proud with the improvements he’s made and is constantly working hard to make more and more. He has accepted that this is going to be a long journey, so he’s not going to let small set backs keep him down. He has made some good friends there in Omaha, which he will no doubt keep in touch with, but he is ready to leave the QLI experience and apply what he’s learned back to his ‘real’ life at home.

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