Fran got her last tube out today. It was a feeding tube that went in through her nose and dangled in front of her face with some colored stoppers. Marshall told her she looked better without the tube. "It wasn't my color," said Fran.
She is really being tested by the rigors of the rehab facility. She has physical therapy, occupational therapy (which is stuff like teeth brushing, showering, etc.), and speech therapy (which for Fran is mostly swallowing). After each session she is pretty tired.
I am getting more optimistic daily about what they can do there. She has a very long way to go, but she is in the right place to get there.