Grody to the MAX

After dry heaving seven times, I was finally able to take this picture of my wife's finger. This is "looking better" in her words, so you can imagine how bad it actually was.

What the still camera doesn't reflect is the fact that this black, swollen digit shakes with paralysis.

Krista's dad says it looks like a chardog, and a well done one at that. This has quickly become Krista's new nickname around the house.

Ohb, I just threw up in my mouth.

Anyhow, Krista is home and feeling well. Of course, who wouldn't feel well after a Vicodin/day?

Krista had a nurse come by to show her how inject the antibodic through a midline IV in her upper arm on a daily basis.

The doctor says she can't drive, but Krista responded "that's 50% of my job description."

Mom is doing much better as well. After making the 1 1/2 hour drive to Glenview, IL, we checked in to the Glenview Terrace rehab facility (See http://www.glenviewterrace.com/ for details.). Initially, we both had mixed emotions about the facility, but after spending a couple of days in the intense therapy sessions, Mom agrees that this is the right thing to get her back on track.

Mom had a visit from her pastor in Milwaukee, Rev. Mueller. He happened to get my email updates forwarded to him, and happened to be in Illinois for a conference, so stopped by for a visit. The surprise visit seemed to be divine intervention.