Drake seemed to have his mojo back this morning when we got up, so at lunch I took him back with me to the office.
After work we went over to moms and went to the lobby. She and Donald were there. Drake was glad to see them both and got on both of their laps.
Mom said Pat came by earlier and David was coming by but she left for therapy before he got there. She said therapy was great and she stood up and turned on the faucet at the sink, but that they told her they would not pay for anymore so that was it, that she was on her own. We told her that maybe that was all that was approved and David would get more approved but we don't know. She seems pretty sure that was all. They gave her a list of exercises to do there. I don't know who's supposed to help her with them. The gnomes living under the bed maybe?
I asked her how her day was on a scale of 1-10 and she said based on what her therapists told her it was a 10. So that was good. She was tired though and dozed off with us all right there.
