Wednesday was a last day for the physical therapy. Did all the same stuff. Biking for a good 5 minutes… Throwing and catching a very large ball with the lady… Played with very hard Play-Doh type material (and other things) to strengthen my fingers… This is mainly just what I do every week. Now it’s over with it. Someone decided that I don’t need physical therapy anymore, or something like that. Welp, okay.

The speech therapy was a bit tough compared with what we have been doing in the past. Or maybe it was just because it was using “different” ways of doing stuff that I haven’t used before here. I’m not sure.

Therapist: “Ok, I’m going to start by reading two words and you repeat the first one. Then I’ll say another, and you repeat the one that came before it. Got it?”

Me: “Got it.”

Therapist: “Red…  House…”

Me: “Red.”

Therapist: “Goose.”

Me: “House.” (Now, what I’m thinking… “Red Houses are nice looking…”)

Therapist: “Truck.”

Me: “mmmmm…. uhhhh… I don’t know….”

We’d try this again and I’d force myself to think more about just the words in the order and nothing else. Had a couple tries to do it right, but finally got it.

Repeating these words and such are not the easiest thing for me to do.