More news from David...
It’s Wednesday, December 17, 2008 at four o’clock Central time. I just got off the phone with Elizabeth, who is sitting with Dad in his room at the rehab hospital. She arrived this afternoon from Memphis. She spoke to Dad’s physical therapist who said that DAD WALKED ONE-THOUSAND FEET this morning. Apparently the Ritalin is doing its thing, because he has gotten focused in a big way in just three days since starting on it. Dad has three hours of non-stop therapy in the morning, which tires him out for the afternoon.
Dad’s memory seems to be good, even when he’s had a long day. Elizabeth said that on arriving this afternoon, she told Dad that Hampton’s Aunt Laura Beth had given him an Advent Calendar with pretty doors to open each day, showing a pretty new picture. Hampton rushed the season and opened all the doors. When he got to December 25 he deadpanned, “Ah, that baby Jesus. He’s such a cutie!” Dad enjoyed the joke and shortly afterword he fell asleep for awhile. When he woke up, he mentioned Hampton again, and said it looks like Hampton is a little rascal and always will be. So he clearly remembered what they had been discussing.
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