Hiya – It’s morning we’re starting to settle into some sorta routine – it’s beginning to seem weirdly normal.
We come in when visiting hours start and spend the day hanging out in the Whanau room & taking turns pestering Chris. It’s like a funny little communal office with cellphones beeping, random discussions, scraps over laptop access and highly dodgy humour. Then we leave at 8ish and head off for a fantastic vege dinner and a couple of glasses of pinot & we debrief over the day’s events – and we talk through how upset we are, and how amazing people can be, and we give each other good-natured shit, and then we wander off and try to sleep – with wildly varying degrees of success. Then we meet up the next day and start again.
However Liesha just came in and told me that Chris is sitting up in a chair today and has written his name! I had a great visit with him and watched him start physio……. still haven’t managed to play him Miles though.
…. and then I come back in from work at 5pm to hear that Chris came down to the Whanau room! He was greeted by our friend Jonathan who decided to entertain Chris with ‘the human chair’ with Stefan (wonder-drummer & Pumice man). This resulted in a (possibly rather predictable) debacle & Jonathan writhing in pain with a broken ankle. Apparently he will be in a wheel chair for weeks and …… well you’d laugh, as much as Chris did, if you knew Jonathan, who has a reputation for high-jinks.