Troupers, two...

Dear Nicky,

We're both a pair of troupers. This morning the weather was lousy. It was rainy and cold and sleeting west of us. These conditions usually translate into lousy driving conditions for us in terms of how long it takes us to get out to Stepping Stones in the morning. Yeah, we got delayed some near our exit, which is a change from the delays we usually face going over the bridge in Newark, but we made it to our destination with time to spare. We're troupers you and I because I could have said the heck with it this morning. Bad weather, long commute...it takes us longer to get there than it does to receive treatment...but I did it anyway and it wasn't so bad after all. And you're a trouper because all these therapists manhandle you and twist and torture you, and you go along with it because you're a trouper too. When we got back, you didn't nap a lot, and you didn't nap at all after Tim your PT worked on you, so now you are super sound asleep, which is great because it's a deep, restorative sleep. Oh, and Mom's a trouper too, because she goes out into the bad weather everyday, and she takes care of both of us.

Love,
Dad