Saturday, September 8

The view from our window on the South Shore line:



a beautiful fall sky after last night's rain -- it's football weather!

 

We took Daddy an apple pie today J and he loved every bite of it. When we were eating lunch in the day room, Nora was having trouble using her indoor voice, and there were a couple of therapy sessions going on. So John told her, “You’re in a hospital and have to be quiet – people are trying to heal. No one gets to make noise except Daddy when he’s working” – a nice acknowledgement of the fact that he works so hard in PT that he grunts loudly.

Nora has discovered that as fun as it is to push Daddy in his chair, it’s even more fun to ride in it with Daddy!

After lunch

 

Nora got to go to OT with John, and she joined in for the stretches at the end. We also took John out for a short walk – it was a lovely day, with the first hint of fall in the air. We had lots of fun trying to arrange ourselves so we could all fit in the camera frame in a self-portrait:

 

Nora got to play at the South Shore playground, and John enjoyed watching her cross the swinging bridge and slide down to twirling pole. He and I were amused to watch her grab a little girl her age, and ask her to play on the hopscotch path with her – clearly, the past two weeks of kindergarten have taught her how to how to get a game going with new kids!

Every time I visit John, he’s just a little bit stronger. We both remember the day we arrived here, when we each noticed the same thing first:

 

 

Every time I watch John working or listen to him describe his day, I’m amazed at his strength. And I remember reading this passage from Job when we entered:

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.

and I know that I’m watching God at work here.