Random pieces of life

On Thursday, we stopped for lunch at McDonald's on the way to Columbia. As usual, Linda used her walker, although we had her wheelchair in the car in case she got too tired. While we were eating, she commented, "I don't feel handicapped any more."

Yesterday, Linda was tired. She slept well but woke up tired anyway. Apparently it got her down in her physical therapy session. Linda is prone to crying when she gets too tired--she always was. Actually, it's the first time she has cried in quite a while, which is really good given the lability left from her stroke. Her PT suggested that maybe she should be more assertive. I told Linda she should have said, "OK. I want a new physical therapist." We laughed quite a bit at that.

I took her to the coffee shop in the afternoon where we met her sister, and we visited with friends all evening. That made her feel a lot better. We told her stories from the hospital; some were real belly-laughers.

Mary (Linda's sister) talked to their mom, who told her that Ellie has been sick all week. Sounds like Ellie has an ear infection or possibly strep. Poor kid.