Once again, I am lost on the days. The days get so long in here, I have trouble distinguishing when one ends and one begins. I seem to remember a good night last night: we got a fair amount of sleep and didn't have to wake up too early. I had my cream of wheat and peaches for breakfast. They also had what we believed was a hard boiled egg, and I know I need protein, so I told Bob I would have some of the egg. He went to start unpeeling the egg, hemming and hawing, not able to get the shell off, so I said sometimes the shell comes off easier if you put it under water. So he tried that, and got the shell off and handed me a bite: it was a gelatinous mess. I must remind you that I am in a Jewish convalescent home: they had made a soft boiled egg and not told us. So, here we had a soft boiled egg going all over the place and my poor husband didn't even know what a soft boiled egg was!
After that, I took my first bath at the KGH, which was a pleasant experience; I felt so much better afterwards. The bath itself was pretty uneventful. After that, I had physical therapy. I worked with a new therapist who had some good pointers for me on balance and getting more control of different parts of my body. Both the therapist and session were really good; I really learn different things from each different therapist; they are all excellent in different ways. I went walking with her a long way: 55 feet! We walked to the gym and did the parallel bars: walking and calf raises without a walker. Then I did lunch-soup, chicken with olives and tomato sauce and lots of orzo salad. Then I napped for about an hour and a half. I was having apple slices when they came in for occupational therapy. I felt that I did well in OT: still working as much as I can to strengthen and keep my flexibility.
You know, I'm still receiving so many good wishes and cranes and just everything. You guys have been so supportive and it's really nice to hear from you. I've received so many beautiful messages from all of you and just appreciate it so much.