The sun'll come out tomorrow!

Yesterday was rough, but today was certainly brighter. I felt much better this morning and practiced standing up and balancing my weight with the physio. After our short session this morning, I was encouraged by her positive words about my healing and potential improvement. We're still ordering a wheelchair, but she thinks I'll be able to walk small distances on my own in a few months. She wants to push me hard to get as much practice taking steps as possible while I'm where there are physios to help. 

The good news kept coming as the head doctor came for her semi-weekly visit. She was surprised at the amount of force in my legs and said it was more than she expected. 

My day was far from over, and after my afternoon workout session, I was treated to the greatest mini tour of Annie Jr in all of Europe. My whole station was treated, actually, and the compliments for the BFA middle school orphan crew kept coming the rest of the day. Patients and nurses alike were delighted and impressed by the abridged three song performance. I was so excited to be what brought these talented kids to visit REHAB. They even gave me a signed program from their show. I was so excited to hear the songs live as well as to see my wonderful friends who 'chaperoned' the field trip.

I also got to demonstrated my improved bocci ball skills today since I was put to shame by the 85-year-olds last week when I learned how to play. It was a pretty exciting day. 

My final treat was what currently makes Tuesdays my favorite day of the week: Dayla and coffee. I do get coffee everyday, but on Tuesdays Dayla comes and shares a cup of Stumptown with me (well, we each get our own small cup). I love getting to hang out and laugh with Dayla while we talk about our week, our celebrations and struggles, and anything in between before I'm tucked into bed by the nurses (then Dayla and I watch some silly movie or TV show). It's the part of the week that makes me feel most normal. Everything else right now is out of the ordinary, but for a couple hours a week, I get to do something completely ordinary that I treasure - drink good coffee. Honestly though, the visits with Dayla are a huge praise because they give me a chance to be me (and we bond over coffee) without thinking about everything that is crazy, stressful, or different in my life right now. 

Life isn't perfect, but I love celebrating the little things that mean so much. I still am waiting to hear from the insurance, so please continue to pray that the approval to stay longer comes soon. I also still have the leg tremors and am grateful for continued prayers that they would decrease as the strength in my legs increases.