AND we have tennis

TERRY

Terry had PT yesterday with Mei.  Terry is now at the point where she can stand, hold onto the walker with both hands and shuffle her feet forward as she moves.  Yesterday with Mei holding onto her back and me with the wheelchair behind her she moved about 10 feet, stopped to rest and then went another 5 feet before her legs just could not take any more.  I think Mei is coming again Friday and I am hoping we can do it again and maybe just a bit longer.  I emphatically say that she is a LONG way from walking but it certainly is a start towards that goal.  Again, I am hoping that by the end of September she can do that distance by herself.  If that can happen I will be happy.  Also I am hopeful that OT can continue coming now that it looks like PT can be twice a week that is very good.

For the first time this summer I have a 90 minute tennis match scheduled.  Not sure we will make it for 90 minutes as Ken will be playing for the first time since May and I am a long way from tennis fitness but we will give it a try and see how long we last.  At 9 the temp will be 82 with humidity at close to 100% so it will be drink and do not over do it.

Here is Terry as we fished in Alaska.  We ended up bringing home 33 pounds of salmon and halibut which gave us a lot of wonderful meals.  This was on our 15,000 mile camping trip to Alaska and western United States in 2015.  The fishing was great fun and the entire trip was wonderful.

Dave and I as we stopped on our way home on that trip to pickup the guitar that Dave made for me.  I admit it is NOT the best picture but as I scanned my thousands of pictures on the computer it brought back memories.

• Memories of shooting sparrows in the barn at night with our 22s.  I wonder how many holes in the roof we made?
• Memories of bike rides to Lake Tewaukon for an evening bath after working in the harvest field all day.
• Memories of picking chokecherries with Mom and then bringing them home so Mom could make jam and jelly.
• Late nights when Mom and Dad were gone and Joan, Dave, Helen and I were home to play games and get into mischief at times!
• Long days on the "M" and Ford tractors as we plowed the harvest fields in the fall before school started.
• Making wooden guns in the shop and then making sure we were the good guys as we ran around the farm playing cops and robbers while shooting rubber bands at the bad guys.
• Driving round and round the alfalfa field raking the hay into rows so we could bundle them and get things ready for stacking hay.
• Playing ball against the corn crib.
• Shooting hoops in the hay barn.
• Milking cows by lantern light in the winter time.  I still can see those cats waiting for a squirt of fresh warm milk.
• Playing with the new born kittens that were in the hay barn.
• Helping Dad shot feral cats that hid under the grainery.
• Working in the field by Rollof's and looking for the dish towel on the barn door which meant Mom had lunch for us.  I am sure Mom did not wash the towel afterwards!
• Lying in bed as teenagers talking about life, the farm, school, family, the future AND girls!
• Plotting to stay out of Dad's eyesight when he was in one of his silent moods.  IF he saw us he may have work for us to do.

The list could go on and on and on.  I miss Dave.

Here it is 8:00 and almost time to get ready for tennis.  I do need to take care of the feeding tube and get Terry's AM meds ready before 8:40.  I am down to the bottm of my second cup of FP which means one more to go!