Today was the two month anniversary of the stroke, and it was a very quiet day.  I got to 106th Street later than usual because I needed to get my hair cut, and finally found a moment to do it.  David approved of the cut.  When I got to the room, he was working with Siobhan and she said it went really well.  David just rolled his eyes.  He doesn’t believe it when we tell him how well he is doing.  He wants more.  I don’t blame him.

We sat and talked for a while, then off to Physical Therapy.  Minet is off today, so we had a substitute, who was good.  David did some walking and standing, and worked on stamina for standing.

We didn’t have any visitors and didn’t go outside because the weather was threatening, but worked on the letters, and pictures.  Then, I walked home.  Down Central Park West.  There is some event happening on the 29th, or so the signs say.  Anyway, and early night and on to tomorrow.