No, No, No

That's not how you spell trapeze. I hit enter instead of delete. By the way it's not 9:17 it's 11:48. Vic thought she might need a trapeze bed so she could "adjust herself" by herself. The doctor said with one arm locked at 90 degrees, one arm freshly reconnected with nuts and bolts, a broken shoulder and back, that would not be in her best interest. We really hope to get mother and Ger together sooner rather than later. We think she will benefit from Gerald being around to push her during physical therapy. Her attitude is really good most of the time, but she does get frustrated and sad, at least once a day. Next to pain management, keeping her spirits up, is high on our list of priorities. Thanks to all who have commented on the blog, sent cards and said prayers for our parents. We always relay the messages and read the cards. I will be back in Tulsa on Tuesday so Heather will be in charge of the next update which means you will probably here from Timi first!

Christy