I had a great 40-minute visit last night with Bob, Renee and their dog,
who were all in Bob's hospital room. Bob had just come back from
enjoying the great weather outside. The progress he is making is
obvioius compared to the last time I saw him. He is vocalizing and
forming a few simple words, and he has gone from walking with a brace to
climbing stairs. The bad news is that he has lost the vision in his
left eye, but Bob indicated he hadn't given up hope at getting some
vision back. It's clear that Bob understands most of what you say, and
he still has that great smile.
Bob's "beerque" is still sitting on his windowsill, and it cheers him up
to look at it. Renee said some people have expressed concern about the
beer getting light-struck. I guess that's what you get when your
friends are beer judges.
Bob will be taking a trip home this weekend and doing an overnight next
weekend. He'll be seeing his grandchild for the first time, who was
born shortly after Bob had the stoke. The best time to visit him might
be weekday evenings. I've found a 6:30-7 arrival seems to work fine.
Bethesda Rehab Hospital is just one block straight north from the state
capitol. Bob is in room 440.
The big news is that Bob may be heading home around August 1, and
perhaps even a bit sooner. Renee said they're thankful for little
things. Bob had recently returned from a flight to India (not a good
place to be sick) and he had the stroke at the house, a half hour before
they were due to head off for a highway trip with Bob driving.
Paul