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Another pretty encouraging report, Brad, and I'm thankful too. Praying on
and look forward to more updates as and when you are able.
In Him:
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Carol
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----- Original Message -----
From: "B Dunse" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Tuesday, May 16, 2006 5:49 AM
Subject: Andy update for Monday
> My daughter and I visited Andy before we left town on our five hour trip
> back home. We got on the sixth floor, stepped off the elevator and he was
> 10 feet to our right taking his afternoon walk with the rehab nurses so we
> walked with him a bit. We went back to his room and they did a little hand
> eye coordination testing by bouncing a ball in front of him, it then
> bounced up to his chest area and he caught it every time. Then he'd bounce
> it back. Then they just tossed it at him straight to the chest and he
> still caught it. This was a light plastic beach ball type thing. Then they
> put him back to bed. He was trying to get a little mind of his own on
> sitting down and then trying to get in bed so they put him in bed and
> strapped his hands down as they do if no one will be there to watch him.
> They asked if we'd be comfortable watching him, but we weren't staying
> real long. Anyway they got him settled and I talked with him a bit as he
> sat up in bed. He asked if the guy next door was still babbling. I leaned
> over and said yeah he's answering all our questions and then I sort of
> snickered a bit and he did too. I said though that I felt bad because I've
> never seen anyone come and visit him, the old guy that is. Andy was a bit
> restless sitting up and laying down and so forth with his hands yet tied
> to the sides. That has got to be rough. Then the phone rings. I thought it
> was from the other guys bed but they share the ringer and it was Andy's
> phone. My daughter answered it and held it to Andy's ear and such so he
> could talk, but he wanted to get his arm free to talk but I wasn't sure
> how or if we should and so he didn't want to try to talk with someone else
> holding it up. So my daughter talked with his fiance who was on the phone
> and gave him a message and then I talked with him a little bit and then he
> managed to get one arm free and then was working on the other one and I
> told him to hold up and they were on for his safety. He left the one tied
> up but then laid on his side and got comfortable. I think that's all he
> wanted anyway. So I sat in the chair right next to his bed and talked to
> him a bit more and he was beginning to nod off a bit. I asked him if he
> wanted to take a nap, and he said no, but his eyes were closing and
> obviously tired. I told him we'd let him get some rest and we'd go for now
> and come back in a couple weeks. He reached over and grabbed for my hand
> and grasped it pretty tight and we just held hands there a second. I told
> him I loved him and I had tons of people praying for him and that I loved
> him again. He began to tear up and wipe his eyes with his other hand. I
> told him he was doing awesome, and I hated to leave cause I really liked
> visiting with him. He is still yet pretty quiet in response but he knows
> what is going on, what is being said to him, and all and he is just still
> quite and was always somewhat someone who was quiet and waits for
> another to initiate conversation. I really hated to leave. I would have
> loved to just stay and watch TV with him or just talk with him and etc. I
> brought him two "In Fishermen" magazines to look at when he was up for it.
> The rehab nurses had asked if there was anything I knew of for
> rehabilitation activity that would be more interesting for andy. I said
> "Yeah, get a fishing pole with a rubber fly on it and he'll cast it in a
> bucket for ya". They said they may actually have something along those
> lines for rehab. I can't wait to see the progress when we go back in two
> weeks. Today marks three weeks of his accident.
>
> Brad
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