I aim to post at least daily, but at this point in the game, know that "no news is good news." If I don't update, it's just because there really isn't anything to update about.

It's looking like the defibrillator surgery will be early next week, either Monday or Tuesday. Then there is talk of discharging her! No, she won't be going home. She probably won't be going home for a long time. They are trying to decide the best rehab facility for her right now. They are trying to get her into The Rehab Institute of Michigan, because it specializes in brain injuries. We will find out next week where she is going.

She has started doing physical therapy the last few days. She is SUPER weak, but she does really well! She mostly just transfers from bed to chair with two people assisting her, but today we walked her (like 5 steps) to a wheelchair and I got to wash her hair in the sink. She was so funny. She hates having her hair messed with and was complaining up a storm. At one point, though, as I was standing over her washing her hair, she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me. It was so sweet. I didn't even mind having shampoo all over me.

She is still very forgetful. She gets very flustered with her words, too. She will mix words up, or even make up her own words. However, she is also very polite. If you ask her how she is, she will say "I'm fine, how are you?" She is also becoming extremely modest, but I think I would be, too, if I had spent the last 3 weeks being at everyone's mercy, and having anyone and everyone poking at me. She is SUPER uncomfortable with any male caregivers, and even when I was helping her get cleaned up, she was super paranoid that someone was going to come in.

It's funny the things she does remember. It comes in flashes...she will remember something, then go back to being forgetful just as fast. Like today I told her I signed up to be the mystery reader in Ethan's class. She asked me when I was doing it, and I told her November 5 and she responded with "That's my birthday!". While my mom and I were both there today, I was teasing and told Leslie that she has been in the hospital for almost 3 weeks now, and mom still won't drive herself there (our mom is notorious for being scared of expressways) and Leslie said "Gosh, mom! It's so easy! And if you get off at the wrong exit, you just get right back on and go the other way!"

That's about all for now!