I know I haven't posted in awhile...truth is, it's been hard to find a whole lot to blog about. Rick has been holding his own, but continues to be frustrated by the daily grind of TLC. He's tired of people telling him what to do and when to do it. And, no matter how hard he works during the day, he can't catch a break in the evenings and it makes him really mad. Our DARS money will pay for about 48 more days, but we made a decision on Tuesday for him to be discharged...tomorrow! I don't see how keeping him there for 48 more days would be a good use of those days. He is flat wore out, still not sleeping well at night, stressed and missing home. It's hard to get better when you've got all of that working against you. So, we'll rest up a few days and then start seeing Tim again here in Seymour and hopefully get to go back to NT Rehab, too. I cannot tell you how relieved I am since making this decision. The team at TLC agreed...even when Rick does something or hears something funny or something he would otherwise enjoy, he doesn't have the energy to enjoy it. After seeing him on Saturday, I prayed and prayed for God to send me a clear sign about his rehab stay. I don't always ask for a clear sign, but this time I did...and I got 2. First, Riley woke up on Sunday morning and told me she had a dream that she and Cade took the golf cart in the middle of the night, drove it to Lubbock and busted daddy out of TLC! Then, when we got ready to leave, the passenger side back window in Rick's truck had been busted out...somebody tried to break in. These were clear signs to me that it is time for us to get out of Lubbock and back to Baylor County. I have always felt like we were in limbo with Rick in Lubbock and us in Seymour. Almost like we couldn't get on with our lives until he got home... and now we can. Thanks for all you have done for us and all the prayers for us. Praying that God continues to bless us and all of you as well.