At a loss for a title-sorry!

Carol and I visited Jon yesterday. Carol massaged his hands and I soaked them and trimmed his nails. Angelique had found a neat hose for his Camelbak water bag that bikers use to hold it in position. We thought it might work well with Jon in several different ways. It is thick enough he can grasp it more easily with his hands when in the splints or if it had enough stiffness to it he could have it pretty stable and close to him. He fussed and fumed a bit. Said he had just figured out how to manage it by himself--refrained from saying I knew he would given enough time. I reminded him that any new adjustment usually took some time to adapt to and by the time we left I think we had a workable arrangement. Thanks, Angelique, for your thoughtfulness!

I also cleaned and sterilized the water bag so its good to go for another week or two. Also fixed the fan. It had been knocked off the stand a few times and rattled like crazy. Finally took it apart and tightened everything up and got rid of most of the noise. It seems like the low speed is awfully fast and high makes it look and sound like it could take off for open spaces all by itself!

Jon was up in his chair for 30 minutes yesterday. They used a transfer board to get him in the chair. I also noticed a lift in the hallway but didn't ask if they had tried that first or just had it handy if the transfer board didn't work. He had gotten all the way to the fifth step in eating at the hospital and when he got back to Liberty he said he tried to eat but the meatloaf didn't taste anything like mine so he decided to forgo food for a while. His logic is driving me crazy! (Didn't know he liked mine all that well, either...) Also claimed he couldn't feed himself while in bed and I asked if they wouldn't feed him. He said some of them had said sure and others acted like "no way!" Doesn't matter I guess since he seems to have given up already.

He got a chance to talk with several of his friends. Carol's cell phone is easier for him to use than mine and whenever she comes he spends half his time on her phone. Such is life. Will visit tomorrow, Carol has to work so will probably go by myself. Take care.