"We're in Physical Therapy!"

I received an update tonight from my cousin Lori. My aunt Loretta is continuing to make progress. Today she is speaking a little clearer compared to yesterday (when she uttered her first words), and she's moving a lot more.

She started eating food, albeit broken up/ground up. She moved a lot more, but her right side is still not moving as much as her left.

Here's a funny moment: Today the therapist asked her to count to 5. She started... "1...2...3...4...5" but continued on all the way to 13! It cracked everyone up. The thought is she wants to get better so bad that she could still be counting right now if asked: "40,150... 40,151..."

So because of her progress, they decided to move her to the 5th floor and out of the Triage Unit. She now will be on a regimented schedule working with therapists everyday. We're thrilled... I mean, to think how far she has come. Given the fact that Saturday things were so desperate, and now she's finding her words and moving more and more... wow!

God is GREAT!

Please continue to pray for my aunt Loretta. Each day is a gift, and we believe she is going to continue to improve!

Thanks again!