I will play a little catch up and tell what's been happening. As you may remember, we are super busy with many therapies, trying to get in as many as we can before the year is up, or we lose them (60 allowed a year). I also found out that if he received more than one therapy a day, it counted as the same one. I had been thinking that he only had the 60, and so I had to choose whether to use them for PT or Speech. Come to find out, he could have been having speech all along and it wouldn't have used more of the 60. So, if he has PT on Tues, & Wed, and Speech on those same days, you only used 2 of the 60, not 4. So, he has been having therapy Mon-Fri, and the Speech gal works Tues & Thurs, so adding those 2 Speech every week, also. We have been to the neurologist and the cardiologist - more on that later.

I want to share a light bulb moment I had, about a month ago. Seems like we spend all of our time, butting our heads against the wall and fighting the world for our loved one. It came to me that I was spending too much time being upset and ranting about stupid insurance people, stupid doctors & stupid therapist - making Bob's life a 'war zone'. I realized that any joy he gets, is going to come from me, or not at all - From my happy spirit, when I talk to him, around him, about him. What if he only had this year left, and he spent it listening to me stress out?! Or same for me, it could be my last year on earth. I remembered that you can be funny, joyous, and happy people, even in hardship - learned at the in hospital therapy - thank God for those cheerful therapists who came in his room smiling and greeting Bob with a warm and happy, "Hi, Bob! How you doing? Ready to get to work?" If not for them, we may not have grasped that joy comes from inside a thankful spirit, not from circumstances, and instead faced life with the enternal 'half empty glass'. So, I determined to return to that positive attitude, and my mission in LIFE, was now to be squeezing joy out of each day, and not letting it pass, because none of us know if it will be our last day, and I don't want them all slipping thru, without getting laughs, smiles, teasing/jokes, enjoyment out of that day, before it's over. We are doing well and are happy. Yes, Bob is still severely handicapped, but we are happy and enjoy life. We work hard, and push for improvemnet, and squeeze joy out of our days with thankfulness for the blessings we still have.

I remember a saying, "if you woke up today and all you had left was what you thanked God for yesterday, what would you have?" Everything we have seems covered by what we don't have, and only if we lose that too, do we tend to realize we had blessings all along. So, we are counting our blessings and enjoying each day.