A New Room - A New Routine

Tonight Amacker was moved to a new room. (I'm not sure the number, so I'll post it tomorrow.)  This is the room, or at least the type of room, in which she'll finish her stay at Stanford.  It's a long-term care room.  

Tomorrow she will start rehabilitation in a very cool program that only takes candidates with a very high probability of living very normal lives after the program.  It's a big deal that she got in, and I'm happy for her.

Many of you have offered great suggestions on things to take her to eat, things to take her to amuse her, and I just wanted you to know that I'm noting all of them.  I discuss them with her and see what she takes interest in.  Also, with regards to the depression, I assure you the doctors are very aware of it and will treat it as needed.  It's very normal for someone who has her sort of injuries.

We did come up with a great plan for a cat visitation, and it includes a reward to Amacker.  Amacker has been a little less than cooperative with some (understandably) of the caretakers and needs some motivation.  I told her that if she worked at sitting up and going for rides in the wheel chair (something they tried today, but she didn't like much, as she got dizzy right away), then I'd take her down to the rose garden where Don could meet us with Gargamel, her adored cat.

Already Nina brought her Armadillo Willie's Bar-b-que, and Don brought her some beautiful flowers to brighten the room.  Alden taped many of the cards people sent to the windows... we're doing everything we can to make her feel the love you guys all have for her.

Tomorrow I'll post her room telephone number.  She's gotten pretty good with the phone.  She even called me twice today, which shows she's remembering complex things like phone numbers.  We also had some conversations about things we discussed right before the accident, so I think things are coming back to her rapidly.