Wednesday, March 26th - 1:00PM

This morning has seen some major excitement!

First, the medical stuff, though. There's not much new to report since yesterday; we still haven't seen or heard any results from the CT scan that they took yesterday. If we stick with the "no news is good news" theory, then the results are positive. But, they've not reinserted the ventriculostomy tube; so, his brain must be able to regulate the pressure by itself. The physical therapist is scheduled to come by today and help him with his exercises, which have been revised to be more aggressive, as of this morning. The nurse said that the doctor, "wants to see how much he can take." It doesn't sound particularly pleasant, but seems like a positive indicator, to me.

How's he doing? Well, when my mom and I got to the hospital this morning, he was sitting in a chair. It wasn't like a lounge chair or a Lay-Z-Boy - it was clearly a hospital apparatus. But, he was upright and out of the bed. The TV was on and he appeared to be watching it. But, when we tried to talk to him, he wasn't very responsive. My mom tried to put herself in his apparent field of view; but, he just moved to see the TV around her. Then, he asked for the pen and paper - he wanted to write. And, he wrote, "TV says 'D. B. Cooper?" When I looked, Fox News was running the story of the kids that might have found D. B. Cooper's parachute - he was watching and reading the TV screen! He woke up a bit after that and wrote us a few other notes - something was vibrating (we never figured out what) and something about an "L.S.U., V.I.P" that didn't mean anything to either of us. He's still really enjoying rolling the ball around. He even managed to mouthe, "I love you" to my mom. It was a really, really good visit. We must have worn him out, because at the 1:00 visit, he really didn't wake up much for my mom, Sandra and I. But, after two weeks of lying down, he was probably worn out.