The beefed up doses of steroids and the return to the regular schedule of 4 doses a day had the positive effect of reducing some of the brain swelling. Enough that Sherry can again use the walker around the house with me spotting for her. She even had a soothing shower this morning where she again gave thanks to the wonderful man who re-modeled our bathroom and the workmen that installed the tile--Ron, Jimmy D, and the two Toms! We celebrated that we know everyone who has worked on our home by name.
So, you can see that our focus has expanded from the terror of lost mobility, and from the Richter Scale shift in Sherry's actuarial table. Her's is a reasonably known shift. What it is for the rest of us remains unknown.
The day is a perfect fall day--cold and crisp in the morning breaking into a bright, blue day. I recall an old Glen Yarburough song, "It's golden under the sun, and silver under the moon..." Indeed it is, and we are living it soon.
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