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Sunday, January 23, 2005 11:30 PM CST

Wow, what an experience. We got up this morning, and made it to church. Now we are really home. It was incredible. All those smiling faces. To see so many who had held us up all week was wonderful, to hear the voices lifted in song. You truly are His hands, His feet, doing His work. We remain awed and humbled by the love we are shown.

Dave is resting. Finally through with all the poking they do in the ICU, he is able to really sleep.

He's looking more bruised today, but less puffy. Balance is still an issue, and you know our Dave. Why only do one flight of stairs when you can do two? Why ask for help if you think you can get it on your own? Heavens, I think.....he survived brain surgery only to kill himself on the stairs!! He's getting better about letting us help him.

We'll go to the hospital tomorrow to check the platelets. I'm worried, since he had at least one infusion of platelets each day in the hospital and it's been 2 days since they've been checked.

Hopefully, we'll hear from gamma knife tomorrow.

Dave's spirits are good. I ask him how he feels, and he says TERRIFIC! It's amazing. I think I use that word a lot, but I can't find another that does him justice. He's a strong and courageous warrior, doing battle with the armour of God protecting him.

Thank you for the smiles, the hugs, the food, the flowers, the notes, the financial help with the extra travel and medical expenses, and the prayers and especially the love. Without love, we are nothing.Sunday, January 23, 2005 11:30 PM CST

Wow, what an experience. We got up this morning, and made it to church. Now we are really home. It was incredible. All those smiling faces. To see so many who had held us up all week was wonderful, to hear the voices lifted in song. You truly are His hands, His feet, doing His work. We remain awed and humbled by the love we are shown.

Dave is resting. Finally through with all the poking they do in the ICU, he is able to really sleep.

He's looking more bruised today, but less puffy. Balance is still an issue, and you know our Dave. Why only do one flight of stairs when you can do two? Why ask for help if you think you can get it on your own? Heavens, I think.....he survived brain surgery only to kill himself on the stairs!! He's getting better about letting us help him.

We'll go to the hospital tomorrow to check the platelets. I'm worried, since he had at least one infusion of platelets each day in the hospital and it's been 2 days since they've been checked.

Hopefully, we'll hear from gamma knife tomorrow.

Dave's spirits are good. I ask him how he feels, and he says TERRIFIC! It's amazing. I think I use that word a lot, but I can't find another that does him justice. He's a strong and courageous warrior, doing battle with the armour of God protecting him.

Thank you for the smiles, the hugs, the food, the flowers, the notes, the financial help with the extra travel and medical expenses, and the prayers and especially the love. Without love, we are nothing.

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