Day + 15

Day + 15 and I'm feeling pretty good. Still have some slight nausea and everything tastes like metal. I guess the metallic taste will stick around for the next six weeks. But I force down anything I can anyways. I have a new appreciation for the power of Ensures. Chocolate Ensures. Hopped back on the rower for the first time since August, at a light speed and a low drag. It kicked my ass. I'm a little more in atrophy than I thought. A few more weeks of light cardio and calisthenics, then maybe I can talk the doctors into letting me throw some weight around. Still tightening up my skills, trying to read as many books as possible on programing, power lifting, oly lifting, and speed training. They say to keep your mind sharp, and I hate f*#^ing sudoku and crossword puzzles.

The Rip it For Rup event is coming up on Saturday. I am so proud of everyone who is stepping up to do a little suffering on my behalf. I would give anything to be there, to go to war with all of you. Good luck to everybody! 110%!!

Brian

Day + 13

Finally got out of the hospital yesterday and am moved into my isolation apartment. Thank you so much to everyone who made this apartment possible. Everyone has been so generous, and have literally been working day and night for the past few weeks to get it ready for me to move in. Last night was my first full night of sleep in two weeks. I'm feeling great, and have high hopes for the next 87 days. The doctors say it's mandatory to:

1) Exercise 60 minutes a day (piece of cake, they obviously never did 7's)
2) Eat
3) Take medications (I have 12 different ones, chiropractor friends, don't be mad ;)

I have a long road ahead, but with the help of family, friends, and giving 110% all the time (and of course wearing my Grandpa's bolo tie nonstop), 100 days is definitely in my reach.

Brian

Day + 9

I was finally able to take the kids to visit Brian in the hospital today. He was extremely nervous about the visit. He didn't want them to be scared of the hospital and all the machines, but mostly he didn't want them to be scared of him. They haven't seen him, even on facetime, since the day after Thanksgiving. And he does look different. He's completely bald, and has lost quite a bit of weight. Even I did a double take today, and I just saw him yesterday. He had to wear a mask, gloves, a protective gown, and is connected to an IV. The kids weren't fazed at all, they were just overjoyed to see their Daddy. All they noticed was that his gown was white and that he was wearing socks ;). So many times during all of this we have underestimated the kids' ability to adapt to their new reality. But time and time again they surprise us and prove us wrong, and we couldn't be prouder.