Hooray for Peaches!

I made a long over-due visit to Rehab yesterday.

It was the first time since his accident that I've been able to visit during the day and go to a few of his therapy sessions with him.

Sitting through Occupational Therapy allowed me to watch them trying to teach him how to write again. He was struggling with the pen and says he can't remember how he held a pen before. They were also working out a new muscle that has started to come back in his arm by doing wrist extensions.

The therapists he's working with are amazing. They are light-hearted and funny but it's clear that they deeply care for him -- although I have yet to meet a person that he can't charm!

Next we went to a little exercise therapy where he did a little work on his arms and then decided to go for a bike ride around the centre. This is the most promising thing I have seen him do to date. A couple of spins around the centre and his legs couldn't stop shaking but it's a good sign that the muscles required to ride that bike are working together!

They think he might be released from rehab at the end of next month. I think he's starting to get a little worried because he said that's when reality sets in. Going home on the weekends is just a little vacation from there, but to have to rely completely on family or finding some hired help to
"babysit" him (as he put it).

Hopefully it works out and he can go to Project Walk in Portland and soon.

It would be great to see him up and walking by the end of the summer!

The boy downstairs

I think it was a case of bad eyes, either way I don't think I will ever really know because he moved out at the beginning of February.
Oh well he was probably hideous and I was just projecting.

Slacker

Yeesh.
I'm a slacker.
I'm going to chalk it up to minus 50 temperatures, a douchebag for a brother, The Shunning, misplaced rage and just generally my life.
I have zero desire to do anything.
I'm so angry lately.
I'm tired of taking the high road and being the "bigger person". It's just not as much fun as being a bitch.