Happy Birthday to You, Vicky!

Louis and I continued to get to know one another.  Our relationship with Frank, Geraldine, Vicky, the kids and the rest of the family continued to grow as well.  Frank graduated from the Trauma ICU to a progressive care unit and eventually to the rehab unit where he would spend most of the day in physical therapy to gain his strength and use of his legs.

One of my favorite memories was celebrating Vicky’s birthday just a little over a month after the shooting!  This was a great time of fellowship….and danger!  Admittedly, we didn’t think about the potential hazards of having a birthday cake with a bunch (I won’t say how many, Vicky!!!) of lit candles on the cake, when Frank’s roommate had oxygen going.  Note to self….NOT A GOOD IDEA!  Let’s just say that the smell of smoke got the nurses a jumpin’.  <:)  But, the Lord spared us of all danger that evening and the staff was full of grace!  Thanks for not kicking us out, MCV!!!