Monday

I spent most of the day at FINR. I got there really early and found Richard in the lobby laying on a sofa. He said he drives by it in his wheelchair all the time and always wondered if it was comfortable. I went to all his therapy sessions with him. He does very well but he is very impatient and gets distracted and frustrated easily. You have to redirect his attention to what he is working on. But he completes the tasks and usually gets them all right with a few small mistakes. For physical therapy he had to sit on a ball (balance) and play catch with me. I made him throw it with his left hand because he never uses that one. He argued and there was lots of drama but in the end he did it. His other therapies went well. I get so caught up in how well he does throughout the day when Im there. Then he takes a nap and when he wakes up he thinks its the next day and he remembers nothing...even if the nap was 10 minutes. But they said his short term memory is usually the last thing to come back.
We visited Christie twice today. She looked great. Richard hung out for a while but got emotional so we left. When I left, Christie was in the gym having therapy. It amazes me the things they do with patients even in her condition. They bring her right into the gym with everyone else and start working with her. I watched for a little while but had to leave. Her right eye is completely open now and she looks all around the room. If anyone were to see her for the first time you would probably think she looks bad, but since Ive been with her often...she really does look better than ever. Richard is so concerned with her. She was sleeping and we were in there. She was snoring and he kept asking her was she okay and asked me why she was breathing like that. I told him she was fine. If she moved a little bit he says why did she do that. I said...because she wanted to. He's like a little protective hen. I really precious!