Day 15 - Thursday December 29, 2011

What a day!  I am actually posting on Friday morning because I was too exhausted to post yesterday.  In the morning (yesterday) the PA came in first and asked her to give him a thumbs up and she didn't.  He then asked her to look over at him and she closed her eyes.  I think she doesn't want to respond to him (and we don't like him much either!).  But most of the doctors and PA's are GREAT.  He's just always has given us the most gloomy picture possible (she could die, she might never wake up, she might never be able to do anything, etc.) So, we don't listen to him!!  Next the doctor came in and asked for a thumbs up and presto--there it was!! He also moved to the other side of the bed and asked her to turn to him.  You could see she was trying to move her head and it like shuttered a little.  He said don't worry, it will come.  Also, she tried to move her eyes and they fluttered.  He said don't worry.  She's doing great!  Mark's sister Debbi came up to the hospital to stay with Bridgett while we went to Riverton to dad's funeral.  Thanks Debbi!  I just couldn't have brought myself to leave unless I knew she was with someone she loved and someone who would do the things we wanted her to do. So, we all went to the viewing, family prayer and funeral.  Then Jenn (her husband was home with sick kids), Tyler and Steph headed back to Provo; Jenn back to her kids and Tyler and Steph back to the hospital.  They got there for exciting happenings, which I will explain in a minute.  Mark, Arri and I went on the the cemetery, Salt Lake City Cemetery, which is all the way up by the capital building in downtown Salt Lake  (quite a drive).  And no, they don't have a funeral procession that entire way!  After the dedication of the grave, Mark left back to Provo (with his parents, who had attended the funeral as well).  Arrianne came with me back to the church for the lunch, so that I could visit a little with my aunts, uncles and cousins who I very rarely see.  We didn't stay too long.  I could stay away from the hospital this long because I knew that Bridgett was in good hands.  I won't talk about the funeral anymore here, as it's a blog about Bridgett, but things went very well.  I didn't get back to the hospital until about 6:00 and by 7:30 I was so tired I could hardly keep my eyes open.  I said goodbyes and headed across the street and got to bed by 8:00.  I slept until 5:30 (the usual time I wake up) and headed up here to the hospital.  It was the longest amount of sleep I've had in over two weeks, and I needed it!  So, for news about Bridgett--I know--that's what you were waiting for!  While we were at the funeral, the rehab guy came in and STOOD BRIDGETT UP!!  Of course, she's not conscious yet, so pretty amazing.  They held her in place while Deb snapped a photo.  Then later on after Tyler and Steph got back to the hospital, they stood her up again and  just balanced her for like two full minutes.  They said she must really have strong legs (duh--she's a biker and runner!).  It was so amazing and exciting for us!!  It was a very good day!