Walked three times round the nurses station.
Sat up in a chair eating lunch with knife and fork, scooping cranberry sauce onto turkey like it was no big deal.
Walked another three times round the nurses station.
Total walked in feet. 2100. Do you know that is coming close to half a mile?! I always knew he was tough... But that is crazy.
Of course he's slow, of course he's sore, his body's been through so much, but the fact that he's doing any of this at all...
Our game plan at the moment - work hard and rest equally hard. Just like at the gym where the resting phase is as important as lifting, so we will work together while he is up and awake and then I will leave him to rest and recuperate that energy. And we'll do it again and again until he's where he needs to be. Everyone is impressed. I am too.
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