Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I was so tired because I stayed overnight at the nursing home with my Nana and I had to sleep in a straight back chair and got about an hour of sleep. Then we didn't get home until late. But everything is going good. Saturday he didn't wake up and I don't even think he knew we were there. But yesterday was amazing. He was awake for so long and talked a ton to us. He knew everything. He knew how and where he fell, and even knew what they where having for breakfast that morning. He was very knowledgeable with baseball. He talked on the phone to my Uncle Larry, my cousins, Marlee and Michal, and my brother, Chad. He was also really good with facial expressions. I would make faces at him and he would make them back. He winked at me and my sister. He also showed looks of bewilderment. His movement is also good. He lifted his head up for me to kiss him. He squeezed both hands and lifted both arms. The therapist is coming soon, I think she might of come today. He is still on the feeding tube, but when we put a sponge in his mouth, he'll suck on the water and then swallow it. So maybe that's a sign. The nursing home is okay. We aren't very pleased with it, but some of the nurses are great. He has a really great roommate. His name is Sam. He's a great guy. I have a feeling when my papa gets to the point where he awake most of the time and will just talk without being asked questions, that they'll be great friends. Sam's great. He's so nice and friendly. It's terribly sad that he has to live like that. I had such a hard time leaving papa last night. It was hard enough to leave him before, but it's even harder when he's asking you why you have to leave and has tears forming in his eyes. I can't wait to go back. More updates later.