Wow, God is working to help Dad get so much better. He ate a big lunch, was super talkative. Told us all about what he was doing before he started to feel bad. We talked about family, and how blessed he felt to have so many praying and loving him. All over. He had the PT come and do another assessment. His gross motor skills are improving (or more accurately), his ability to plan them out ahead of time. He went for a walk that was four times as long as the one yesterday. He came back from the walk and said, "yeah baby!" He was telling the nurse how early on they thought that they might have to shave his head to treat him, but that he wouldn't want that because he's always had "good hair." He kind of went on about it a bit until the CNA just stood up and came and tousled his hair. He just smiled. After all that excitement he went to sleep without pain meds. (thank you God)