So, lots of you have been asking for an update on my Big Bro. Up till today, we haven't had an update since Sunday. But, I think I'm getting a little ahead of myself...
A little over a week ago, Mike called saying that he had been pulled from PT due to symptoms similar to a heart attack. (I'm keeping it simple so I don't get details mixed up...) As I understand, they told him that, basically, his muscles gave up and his kidneys began to shut down. For that reason, he has been put into rehabilitation with special PT instructors to fix the problem he has.
Anyway, today I got a letter that I thought you might want to read: (minus a "colorful metaphor," as Spock says)
"Dear Elizabeth,
"I wanted to write and apologize that I'm going to miss your entrance into the convent. I know you'll probably say 'oh, that's ok' but I know you are disappointed and I wanted to make sure you knew I was thinking about you.
"Besides this place mainly royally ___, there are some things that are pretty cool. I get to salute! How cool is that? If I walked past Dad outside I would have to salute him.
"How is Benny doing? Is he still a spasticat? What about squackers and that uuugggly cat?
"By the way, I'm really glad you rode all the roller coasters at Dollywood. Wasn't that fun? You've finally gotten over your fears and even put your hands up!
"Anyway, I have stuff to do so, until the next letter,
"Sincerely, Mike."
For a little commentary, "squackers" is a reference to our neighborhood cat, Squeaker, and "that uuugggly cat" is a reference to his son who we call Opossum. Yes, Opossum is a cat who looks like a opossum.
On another note, my last, my final, my absolute last English paper was graded a 96, giving me a 96 quarter grade and a 96 year grade for 12th Grade English! I'm done (hopefully) for life!! Two Religion papers are all that I have left. Yay!