It was a good day...

Marc is making amazing strides already! Today he has been trying to talk more, has been much more alert, and this afternoon he started writing to us! His handwriting is terrible, but that is not much of a change... ;) This evening he showed that he has a lot more control of his hands (they are not as shaky as yesterday), and he was able to brush his teeth on his own and write some notes. He was using a device to help him cough to try and clear out the gunk from being intubated, which is difficult but he would not give up. Even when the nurse and I tried to get him to take a break he kept working at it. He is very determined to get his voice back - it is obviously very hard for him that he can't easily communicate with us.

Most of all he is thirsty, and he was being pretty crafty about getting his hands on the cup of ice chips...he is still under "no swallowing" orders for now, but the nurse is cool and let him sneak some sips from the ice chip cup and even let him steal Amanda's bottle of water, which he would not let go of again! He was able to stand for a few moments on his own (with spotters) and then got into a wheelchair for a trip around the 5th floor...quite scenic. We hung out in the hall for a few minutes (me, Marc, the nurse, Amanda, Dad and Sam) and just talked about how far he has come in the last few days and what we were going to do once he is well. Marc has ordered a roast chicken dinner with all the fixins for his first meal back home. Well Bud, consider it done. :)

~Becky