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Tuesday Update: 03/11/08

It’s my second day of work/life back in the swing of things after returning from China and I think that I’m finally starting to adjust. The first few nights back home were rough…my body and internal clock were just all mixed up. I was up all night and couldn’t sleep. Last night I finally slept all night – YAHOO! It’s amazing how much faster I am in the mornings too, without having to get Matt up and around. I’ve been to work at least ½ an hour earlier each day! Of course, I’m sure that’ll change next week when I begin my commute from the new house.

Speaking of the new house – things are in the final phases and everyone is running around like crazy trying to finish up in time for the move on Saturday. Mom arrived last night from Texas and will help me finish packing and cleaning at our old place and the new one. I’m SO happy to have her help and her moral support. It still feels very strange to be moving without Matt being here.

I talked to Matt again on Sunday evening and he said things are going well. He’s settling in with Bob and they are getting along fine. He said that Bob does a lot for him, more than he really needs to, so he’s sure to be spoiled by the time he gets home…where he’ll have to do EVERYTHING on his own!! His favorite nurse, Chen Hong, brought in some flowers for some of the patients over the weekend and Matt took a few pictures to show me. I thought it was so sweet!!

Today he sent me pictures of his right hand. He said that he noticed ‘out of the blue’ that he can bend it back farther than he used to be able to do, without pain or tightness! It’s another little improvement!
The range of motion before:

The range of motion now:

He said his days have been good and busy with all the treatments, which I’m hoping help to pass the time. He also said that Mary went out to the store again and brought him back some treats; Oreo’s and Chips-Ahoy cookies! How nice is that!?! Again…he’s getting so spoiled! I am just so glad that she’s there with him to watch out for him and just pop in from time to time.

Overall things are going well. We’re both keeping busy and I’m hoping that spring arrives for GOOD soon and I can enjoy messing with the house and yard. I’ve got little bulbs popping up in my flower beds…made me smile and then feel a little sad. I won’t be around to see them come all the way up and bloom…all my work, all the joy and pride I took planting them and watching them flourish. For me, that will be one of the things I’ll miss most about our house. At least I’ll have a clean slate at the new house and will be anxious to start planting there!!

I’m going to call Matt again tonight and will post again when I have more updates. In the mean time, thanks for all the e-mails and prayers…they mean so much!!


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