Rehab for Mikey

Yesterday Dad, Lynne, and I visited Mikey in the evening as he got settled in to his new room at the Joy Fuller Rehabilitation Center at the Winter Haven Hospital. Seeing Mikey removed from the IVs, tubes, etc. and in regular clothing as opposed to his hospital gown was really nice. We sat with him as he polished off a heaping plate of turkey, mashed potatoes, carrots, and applesauce. Not only did he have the appetite of a predatory lion he also was meticulous in his eating to make sure that he did not dribble any food on his chin. Though he has not quite developed the motor skills to feed himself with a fork, he uses his tongue to lick any stray food from his lips. At one point a tiny glob of mashed potatoes was on his hand and he quickly wiped it off with a napkin. Dad and I would load up his fork and put it in his left hand and he would shovel it right in with no problems, however his right side is still not up to par. I don't care; Mikey can be a lefty from now on if he wants.