Spatula, the verb


This morning Mom had to do a bit of fancy camera work to zoom out so I could see the latest accomplishment: Dad sitting in a chair! He was eating a sandwich and potato chips (a vast improvement on tuna bake, not that it takes much) for lunch.

And here's the funny part (and, I'm not gonna lie, the part I kind of wish I had film footage of): He didn't walk there. They laid the hospital bed down flat, and the chair goes completely flat too. Then they sort of spatulaed him from the bed into the chair (I was hoping for a log roll, purely for comedic effect, but we can't always have what we want). After that, they raised the chair back very gradually so that he wouldn't get light-headed. And voila, the masterpiece: Man in Chair Eating Sandwich!

They're going to try turning off the milkshake (it's not a milkshake, but it looks like one) that flows through his nasal tube, but still leave the tube for a day or so, to check to see if he's getting enough calories just by eating. That way, if he's not, it's still there; they don't have to put it back.

I feel like these updates are getting a bit boring (I mean, when was the last time you were excited to learn what your friend's dad had for lunch?), but I think this is one of those cases where boring is actually FANTASTIC. No news is good news. Know what I mean?

Mom says she's actually starting to have trouble keeping up with all your emails (and considering she's The Most Organized Woman in the World, that's a pretty impressive feat you've accomplished, Team Eric), but they wouldn't have it any other way. They're loving them, so keep 'em coming!

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go pick out my Team Eric cheerleader costume (oh, who am I kidding? I already have three). Goooooooo TEAM!!!


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