Done yesterday (20090512)

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Colleen had visits from her occupational and physical therapists yesterday, and continues to surprise them with her progress. She got up and opened the door for the PT herself (with walker, of course). The step up to the shower continues to be intimidating, though; she's still getting sponge baths.

Loperamide seems to be performing at least part of its intended function.

I had a nice, long walk at lunchtime, combining grocery shopping with one trip around the pond. My call to cflute didn't go through, but I called again just before going home and had a really good conversation. I was a little worried that two calls in one day might be excessive, but apparently not. At least when I'm in a good mood, which I was. Still.

I've been reasonably happy since Sunday evening now; I'm guessing it's because the stress around Colleen's coming home has mostly gone away: the care has become routine, and most of the remaining problems are being worked on.

A couple of links: Gizmodo calls it a robot ribcage keytar, and the inventor calls it Irregular Incurve, but it's actually a particularly beautiful midi-controlled, one-octave harpsichord without benefit of a case, keyboard, or most of the other inventions that perfected the instrument between five and three hundred years ago.

This photo of me taken at Conflikt by vixyish is particularly good, perhaps because I'm looking almost directly at the camera and don't have a music stand and microphone in front of my face. It's rare that I know a song well enough to get away with looking away from my lyrics; I'll have to work on it.

Quote of the day

Me: I used to be middle-aged, but I grew out of it.