Day 86 - Aug 25, 2008

No word on Tampa yet. Grrrr. I guess they needed some more info so it was overnighted today and I am sure it will take a couple of days for them to peruse it so I don't expect to hear before the end of the week. I told my caseworker today that I am done waiting and that we need to start working with him on his rehab here then. This is actually quite ridiculous. It's truly been 5 weeks since we thought we could go, but then they needed the PEG put in and then the shunt and now what? Geez - this is so frustrating.

So I asked her to call Tampa and tell me where to start with rehab. I am not trained for this job and I don't want to start teaching him a bad habit without realizing it, kwim? It's so easy to do, but I am not waiting any longer.

And that about sums up the day. Nothing really happened. Kevin did get into the chair, but we didn't leave his room because a couple of guys were brought over from downrange and we needed to stay out of the hallways today. We definitely don't want to 'catch' any of those bugs again. We need to keep all that afghan/iraq bacteria away from us.

And to end tonight's post - I just want to say that I may not (hold your breath...) post tomorrow night. Yes, I probably will, but I may not. My daughter and I (and about 20 or so other wounded warriors and their family members) are actually going to see Tom Petty in concert. The wonderful thing about this place is that the wounded warriors can pretty much go anywhere in San Antonio for free. To just about any event. This town is so wonderful to its military personnel! There are roughly 15 events a week that a bus will come pick you up and take you to. There are also at least 3 meals a week supplied to the whole hotel by different restaurants - from italian to chinese to pizza and the list goes on - it's always different every week. Who knows...maybe this is normal for military hospital areas, but it still impresses me!

Anyway, I have never went to any of the events - none! It's not really why I'm here, ya know? But my caseworker is banishing me from the hospital tomorrow night, lol, just to make me go and do something other than be here. At this point, I will go. But I am not sure if my guilt and feelings of abandonment will allow me to have to a good time. But I will try - I promise. So just in case - don't panic. I honestly probably will still write when I get home, but if it's too late, I just may not.

BTW, just a little tidbit of information - did you know that more coma patients wake up to Tom Petty music than from any other band? I have no idea where I heard this information from, but they say it's true...