The first time since August 23 that he has had a good day (ok, it's probably the first good day since August 22.) When he called today he said he had actually fallen asleep last night for the first time in many weeks and had stayed asleep through the night. He made it through his physical therapy session today without what he called "screaming" pain and he didn't think his one leg and lower back hurt as much today as they did yesterday, so he didn't think he was gimping as much today... although his one knee is still giving him trouble (the pain in his right leg and lower back makes him favor the right side which puts stress on the left knee.) He also got his Army online information straightened out for the first time in almost two years (!) and had access to all his files... It was the first time I didn't detect anger or frustration in the conversation... he actually sounded -- um, encouraged? (maybe just less discouraged?) His phone is back on so I think he's feeling pretty good getting to talk to all his buds... So he said he thought it was a good day. I wanted to remind him that every day might not be as good as today, but not to let it discourage him, but didn't. Yeah, Noah had a good day... so that means I had a good day, too! And hoping for many more of these good days to follow.
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