Although there were a few "bumps" in the day -- like more nausea from the pain medicine -- over all, it was a day of progress.
Mom took her first steps with a walker today. She walked 10 or 12 feet during therapy this morning, and then, again, about the same distance this afternoon. Since I arrived on Tuesday evening, I could probably count the bites of food she's actually eaten on two hands. But this evening she thought a baked potato sounded good. So I hopped in the car and went to Wendy's and got her one, and she ate a good portion of it.
On a side note, Carlsbad has had horrendous winds today . . . all day. I think, now that the sun has set, that they are dying down a bit.