That holiday cheer

We put up our Christmas tree today. What that really means is that I put it up. Ellie hindered. Linda did not aid or hinder. I'm pooped. Linda almost cried once because she felt left out, but the thought was short-lived. She's really getting better at handling her lability.

When we talked about getting the tree it reminded me that at one point I thought Christmas might be the target date for Linda coming home from rehab. No one could give good estimates at the beginning because strokes vary so much. But I do remember talking to her in the hospital and saying she would probably be home by Christmas. She was looking up and down back then.