Mom spent much of the day sleeping. She thinks she slept ok last night. I can't say, because I was in the motorhome. I had to break ice on both the lock & the handle to get in. Guess this storm is as bad as they said it would be! I couldn't figure out how it could be snowing enough to fill my tracks when I made a quick trip back to the motorhome this morning, cause it's really not snowing. The snow on the ground looks normal. But I realized that walking through it just doesn't leave tracks. This place is weird!

I did get up in time to be able to offer Mom breakfast. I talked her into her Pear Sorbet, of which she ate almost three-quarters, at which point she was full. She left behind her oatmeal & egg. She allowed me the coffee, but I already had a cupful. You see, Mom can't start drinking coffee until she turns 37. Been a lifelong rule for her. She says that's when her Daddy started drinking coffee, & she figures she can wait until she is the same age. That should be about 8 years from now.

Mom slept through lunch, and is now working on sleeping through dinner. Call me naive, but I've determined they must use a mold to make to food look so much like the menu says it is. Tonight she has pureed peas waiting for her, & I'll be danged if they don't really look like peas! Around 8 she woke up alert & hungry. She decided we would go eat together, so when she got done with all the Raspberry Jello (which was quite a bit) and Strawberry Yogurt she wanted, I ate the rest.

Pain meds after dinner must have been the cause of something I've never witnessed before. Instead of sucking her cough medicine mixed with grape juice up through the straw, Mom looked Nurse Tami straight in the eye & blew bubbles into the cup.

A few medical things ... a new PIC, some blood pressure medicine. Her Doppler scan yesterday showed no blood clots in any of her extremities. The Leg Machine works her 3 times a day. She wants her legs stretched out today. She settled for having them rubbed.

Today she rubbed lotion on her own hands, when I put a dab in her right hand. She is holding her own cup of honey-thick water & is able to put the straw in her mouth without having to guide it with her other hand. Briefly, she spoke to Father John, and made the Sign of the Cross.

I talked to Jana, Mom's nurse today, & while the hospital can't take responsibility for personal possessions, she thought it would be ok to leave Mom's Visitor's Journal in the window again. Sorry to those that missed it, especially to Aunt Mary & Uncle John. But it should be here for all future visits. We'd love to hear anything you'd like to share with Mom.

And now, for Mom's big step of the day ....

Mom's 1st solo phone call!

While I am still working to get a website up & going for Mom, I would like to give you a link I've previously sent. This site has been updated, to include each of the emails we have sent in the weeks since Mom moved into a hospital bed. As you may have noticed, I talk a lot, so some of the emails have been lengthy.

Thank you Cat, for doing this for Mom. HAWGSTOCK MOTORCYCLE RALLY

From Icy Oklahoma ~ Val

From Sub-Zero Wyoming ~ Tom

P.S. Mom would like to borrow some socks from Theresa Ward, her State Farm Agent in Cheyenne. Don't ask me where she comes up with this stuff ... I just report it.