Yes, that’s right. I’m referring to the wheelchair again. Once more I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or at least all of my toes on my left foot were. And that’s all I’m going to say about that.
Aaron had a good day. Aunt Deb and I visited with him for several hours before he had PT this afternoon. The therapist worked his legs and went over some educational material with him. Shortly after that Jaime and Tory came. Due to the flu “epidemic”, only two visitors can be in a patient’s room at a time and nobody under 16 is allowed in at all. So, Deb and I took Tory across the street to our favorite restaurant (NOT!), Rex’s, and hung out there for awhile while Jaime visited with Aaron. Then, when we wore out our welcome at Rex’s, we returned to Magee and Jaime brought Aaron down to the first floor lobby, where Tory was allowed to visit with him. We all just sat around and chatted and Aaron and Jaime shared a pizza. Tory sat on Aaron’s wheelchair with him and Aaron loved it.
(Sorry about the picture quality. It was sort of dark in the lobby and I only had my cell phone. )
We were downstairs in the lobby so long, they actually paged Aaron to return to the 5th floor. They thought he escaped, I guess. Actually, it was just time for his meds.
When we left tonight, Aaron was still of the ventilator. He was going for a record of 16 hours off today. Not sure if he made it or not, but my bet is that he did.
Please pray for Aaron’s recovery and specifically for his peace of mind. I know he’s thinking alot about the upcoming move from Magee and his future in general. Thank you!!