Jason's day started out much like the others, since we've been here; I came over early in the morning, actually got there well before he woke up (the time change this weekend goofed me up); and, we had breakfast. Jason was feeling good and is getting used to not having that I.V. line attached to his arm anymore, and I'm glad it is gone too. He got dressed and on to his prone cart, and then went off to PT, at about 10:00. I asked him a little later if he thought he would be going to they gym on a regular basis, at 10:00 and he said he thought so.
His therapist worked with him on his balance and like usual, I couldn't just sit and keep still and just watch. I was giving some suggestions to her, and I think it might have initially been a little irritating to her, but then she saw that what I was saying was actually helping Jason to sit up straighter and improve his confidence. By the time she was done working with him she saw that I was in fact, helping. The O.T. lady came in later, and again was a little concerned that I was getting too involved, then by the end of the session complemented me on how I was able to help Jason get in and out of bed very smoothly.
I took Linda down to the galley for lunch, and she was pretty pleased with what she saw. The food selection was good, the prices were good, the food had good flavor, and the service was good. All positives, and she said we should eat here as often as we can. Then we had to take care of some personal business, so we didn't got right back to Jason's room. While we were walking to the car we had to go by a table that had a couple of fliers on it, and they were setting up for some activity in the plaza area. It is the Marines' birthday celebration today, and cake was being offered. Of course it was going on a little later in the afternoon, so we knew we were not going to be able to make it. Little did we know that the Marine General was going to be coming up to the 5th floor and delivering cake, himself, to the Wounded Warriors who were not able to make it down. It was kind of impressive, with one small caveat - the cake was a white cake with strawberries... Jason does not like strawberries, so Mom and I ended up eating some of the piece of cake that Jason got.
Later in the evening, Jason told us that he was tired, and it really didn't surprise me, considering all that had gone on today. I think that the day started with PT and he just ran out of steam by the end and just wanted to get some sleep. We left Jason's room at about 19:00 (7pm) and headed back over to the Fisher House. Actually it was a good opportunity for us to do some laundry tonight, and just do a little relaxing watching the television, while we folded clothes.
Thank you, all for all you do and for all the prayers and support that you continue to send our way.