I spent a couple hours out at the hospital today, along with Dad, Grandma Jackie, Aprill and August. It seems a bit strange to say that Grandpa Marsh is doing well, but considering he's just had a major stroke, he's doing pretty well. He can't move much or speak, but he can hold our hands, understand us, and smile at us. Swallowing is the most important thing for him to be able to do right now, since a lot will depend on that. He couldn't at all yesterday, but today we could see him working on it and he actually managed a few times. It's really kind of amazing to watch him. No matter what comes his way, he seems to find a way to tackle it piece by piece. Wow.