Except for a few minor things ... Ron was moved from his room over to the Sanford Rehab Unit late yesterday. His therapy starts at 9:00 this morning and will take up the majority of the day. I am hoping that he can keep up with the program. It's tough but he qualifies now that he's medically stable. Pray for him ... The Wiggle Worm wiggled from 11:00 PM until 6:00 AM. He wants to sleep now but that's not an option.
The toasted cinnamon bagels are on the way and I've put strong coffee in his IV. Our "break out" goal is September 10th for both sanity and insurance purposes. I can bring the German Shepherd girl here to his room this weekend perhaps.
A story to leave you with ... the morning Ron regained consciousness in ICU I told him I was going to step down the hallway to make a few telephone calls. I was already in my private spot located quite a ways from his unit ... I heard him call out to me in desperation, "Where'ssssssssssss Ruuuuuuuuuuubbbbbbbbbbbyyyyyyyyyyyy"?