Yes, we’re still here. Jon was off Tylenol about four days ago. The clue was when he was rolling on his stitched up leg without meds, happy as a clam.

He was allowed to have a bath as of the weekend (and there was much rejoicing). Zimmer-less and fragile, I did carry him gingerly to the bath, and yea though we both anticipated pain, there was none. Given that, I’m no longer forced to carry him in the Gone with the Wind pose, which is good news for my back; there just wasn’t an easy way to lower him using just my legs.

The two-week mark also means that Jon can lose the zimmers for a period of time during the day. The doctor said he’d like to see them on for bed and 3-4 hours a day. Since we’re in early days, we’re still having Jon wear them a lot longer than that, but that will change as time goes on.

Jon’s back into spelling lists and reading. He’s read some early fun readers, sometimes reading the 56- or 62- page books through in one session.

Trying to fight boredom, we’ve been out a bit. Since Jon’s pressure sore seemed to be as a result of him AFO and Zimmers on the first trip, we’ve been careful of straying too far walking, but we did get out for a drive north during the extreme hot weather (it wasn’t any cooler) for a project yet to be discussed on the blog. And Jon and I went to see Cars again, with Meghan. He enjoyed it even more the second time.

But for the most part, we are still at Jon’s beck and call. Generally, his calls (which are often, and often rhetorical) are tactical in nature: urgent calls for whoever is farthest, and potentially busy keeping the household going in some way. Can’t have that.

So we are exhausted. But things as about as good as can be expected.