They are on their way home

I last spoke with my mom about an hour ago. She was inside the American Airlines lounge at Galeão airport with Bob and the two nurses. They arrived by ambulance after all, not a limo as I was told. The transportation company must have found an ambulance large enough to accommodate everyone and the small pieces of carry-on luggage my mom will be allowed to have aboard. All their regular luggage had to travel separately, with my cousin Juliana who as luck would have it, traveled to the United States yesterday and could do my parents this favor. Their bags would not have fit into the jet they are taking to Boston from New York. We will have to figure out a way to get their luggage from New York to Boston sometime this coming week. But of course, that's not the main concern now.

They still have a long trip ahead of them. My parents' flight should be leaving within minutes. They arrive in New York's JFK airport around six thirty on monday morning. After a thirty five minute trip to Farmingdale's Republic airport, they will board a small jet to Logan airport. From there, they will go directly to Spaulding Rehabilitation Hospital. I will meet them there in the morning.

This morning we saw my parents on face-time and the kids had a blast making faces at vovô and vovó and showing them some toys. We saw Bob eating independently again. When my mom asked him if he wanted his banana cut into small pieces, he said an emphatic "NO". I heard it! We all celebrated. Bob is a tenacious man, I am certain he will make great strides towards recovery at his new hospital.

I look forward to writing tomorrow night. Lots of new developments lie ahead and this reporter (thanks Janice, I proudly accept that moniker!) can't wait to share them all with you. Thanks for reading and keep the positive thoughts and prayers coming.