For those that are curious, I can report that Mike remembers people, events, facts, feelings, and experiences perfectly. He also remembers the stroke and (perhaps unfortunately) its aftermath vividly.
Mike's speech therapist was doing some cognitive testing. She asked him to come up with as many words that start with "m" as he could in a minute's time. Whether because he was truly too tired and struggling or because he enjoys to torture every now and again, he shouted out "moptitious!" and insisted it was a real word and we should look it up in the dictionary. He now uses the word in most every context ("he was driving too fast; it was simply moptitious to sue") and is especially fond of sticking it into sentences when speech therapist comes around.
Mike's words are long and drawn out right now and a recent visitor reported that he now sounds like a Southerner.
If I haven't mentioned it lately, I will repeat that the only reason we continue to live such stable lives over here is out of the graciousness of Mike's parent's hearts. They dropped their lives to show up at our door on March 2 and continue to do whatever they can to provide continuity, support and kindness to the kids and me. Thank you John and Wendy!
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