Any type of movement Bob makes is celebrated with great delight by everyone. Tonight, he made the funniest facial expression that made us laugh. I was wiping his forehead with a washcloth that was not quite warm enough for Bob. He wrinkled his nose and forehead, as to say, "What the f***!" He doesn't talk or make noises yet. He can't move his arms far enough to push things away. Like I said, any movement is celebrated; his facial expression was funny.
I can't wait to get a hug from Bob. I miss him.
Bob is at OHSU, 3181 SW Sam Jackson Park Road, Portland, OR 97239-3098
email: jiachini@msn.com (I'm saying all emails for Bob to read)
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Many waterfalls in the USA are not accessible by wheelchair. Bob, my husband, and I are traveling the USA to search for waterfalls accessible by wheels (wheelchairs, bikes, strollers).
Welcome note
When my husband and I set out to find and take pictures of wheelchair accessible waterfalls in every U.S. state, we were excited about the challenge. We gave ourselves no time limit to accomplish our feat; however, we had one mutually agreed upon rule that dictated how long we would stay in any given area. That rule was to never shiver again. Needless to say, adhering to this rule presented a new challenge. The new challenge was to find a waterfall that was actually flowing. Visiting mid-west and eastern states during months that prevented us from shivering are the same months that are hot enough to dry up streams; hence, little or no water flow for waterfalls. The natural scenery and picturesque landscapes warrant a second visit in the early spring right after the snow melts.
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Jan, Bob,
Tell Bob I am going on vacation in Las Vegas for a week but will be checking this blog daily from our condo. Also, tell him we will be going to our favorite dueling piano bar where for a few measely dollars you can have a song dedicated to someone. I am gong to request I Get Knocked Down by Chumbawamba and dedicate it to Bob.
Lyrics below.
Hang in there Bob
John
We'll be singing
When we're winning
We'll be singing
I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times
I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times
"Don't cry for me
Next door neighbour..."
I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down
Hi Jan & Bob,
We have added your family to the prayer chain in Michigan. Know that our thoughts and prayers are with you.
We have not yet met, but Michael has told me all about you and Bob. We plan to visit in the future when Michael has some time off. Have never been to Oregon, but hear it is beautiful.
Tell Bob, excellent picture (the one on this blog).
I will forward this blog to my friends in Michigan as they are continually asking for an update. Great idea Jan!
God Bless
Terri Popilchak
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