Feeling a Little Better

He's alive!

This evening, after much prompting from Andrew and my new nurse, I got up into the chair.  It was painful, and tiring, but it felt good to move positions.

Then Andrew pushed me down the lobby cafe so I could get some pizza.  The pizza wasn't very good, and decided I shouldn't psh my luck, so I went easy on that for now.  I also have some mocha icing cupcakes that my sister brought.  I had one of those too.  Sort of a late celebration of my birthday.

I appreciate all the cards I've gotten for my birthday.  Knowing how many people are rooting for me really does affect my motivation to do well here.

Tomorrow, I'm going to try to get up and attack the PT schedule.