It's a journey, not a race.

Monday was a day of slow, steady progress. Emiliy was very active and awake much of the day. Her nurse worked with her on some stretches and she followed directions pretty well. She and I watched a movie - Howl's Moving Castle - and she was definitely focused on the screen. Once when I thought she'd dosed off I paused the movie and her eyes opened immediately.

Gary gave me a break for a few hours so that I could visit Craig. It was a huge help and incredibly gracious given that he had a big project due yesterday. The visit to Craig gave me a better feel for our next step, but it was one more sign that this is all real and not a nightmare I'll wake up from. When I got back to St. Anthony's, Gary and Emily were playing a game where he'd hold one of her green (of course) stress balls where she could see it, and she'd take it from his hand. Very cool.

Emily's pulmonologist has a plan to get her off the ventilator, so we're making progress on that front as well.