The robotics team called off their very first day of build-season. Senior mentor Mike's brain did not take a break, however, even waking him up at 4:00 a.m. a couple times to continue working on drawings and solving problems.
Looks like some of the students had fun building a non-robotic structure.
I started the first days home dressing like an eskimo and fighting a sore throat and cold.
By Thursday the temperatures had risen into the 30s and I felt up to a walk in the foot-deep snow.
|The picnic area out back|
--great weakness. Slowly able to stand, began walking around the unit up to three times a day.
--uncertainty. Was it meningitis? Definitely staph infection. Anything else? Why is the incision leaking? Is the cranial fluid flowing as it should?
--setbacks. May need surgery to open up and clean out the infection. May have to insert a shunt.
--some progress. Less pain. Increased appetite.
Still waiting in hope...
The milder weather and clearer roads, allowed me to get out a couple times and run brief errands. I stopped in to visit Leah, also suffering from cabin fever and loneliness. Her charges--son Skye, three dogs, and the little guy she babysits--keep her somewhat entertained.
I hope to be able to tell you next week that Sam has been released and is home, out of danger, and getting stronger.