Today was a Holiday, so there was very little going on at the hospital. I was bringing the ukelele and wanted to pick up coffee, so I hailed a cab to the Starbucks on First Ave and 17th. When I got out of the cab, I scraped my knee on an exposed bolt on the back of the seat, and was bleeding profusely. I tried to stop the bleeding at Starbucks, but I am afraid it continued all the way to HJD. After I cleaned up my wound a little we started getting visitors. Jane Lang came by and read another poem she wrote for David. He always gets a little emotional with the poems. Then we were joined by Roy and Valerie, who are on their way back to London as I type this.
During a break from visits, we did some leg exercises and then some speech work. His physical progress is good, but I can’t really tell with the speech. Sometimes it seems like the words come, and other times, it is just too difficult for him to get the words out. Then we had a great visit with Gene, Liz, Electa and Quinn. There was a lot of lively conversation that David enjoyed listening to. He lovers to hear about what folks are doing. Soon after, we had lunch and then they wanted him to get out of bed and sit up for two hours. David said fine, but almost as soon as he was up, he asked when he could go back to bed. He didn’t seem to remember, or didn’t want to remember that he said he would sit up for two hours. We turned on tennis, and I headed out to the Container Store to pick up some things for the room and I needed a garment bag for my trip at the end of the week. It took longer than I had anticipated because of all the back to school shoppers – what a line there was! I was still back in about an hour, and the Occupational Therapist came to work with David. At that moment Judith Honor and her husband came by and had an abbreviated visit. I cleaned up a little and rearranged to make the room less cluttered.
Then, when we were alone, I played the ukelele and we sang “Tiny Bubbles” and “Has Anybody Seen My Gal?”, both went well, but we ended with “Edelweiss”, which I sang mostly, David doesn’t know the words as well, but I figured, since I could play it, why not. Then it was time for dinner, and after dinner and getting settled for the night, I said goodnight, and made the journey home – carefully avoiding hazardous taxis.
Hi Scott, we must have just missed you. We visited David mid-afternoon and he looks great. We will see if we can record the guy’s choir at school with Catherine as well for David.
Cheers
Andrew
Scott, I’m an old friend and colleague of David’s from his early days at UNIS. I’d like to sing with him. Is there some way I can get in touch with you?
Send me an email – scott@skenison.com