Later this afternoon Matt gets moved to the rehab hospital. All of the tubes are out of his throat, so he can eat real food. He is still on dialysis, but is kicking serious booty at psychical therapy. Today the hospital called to tell Margaret that they were moving him later today, and he asked to talk to her. "Sweetdoll, when are you coming down here?". He doesn't like being there alone, and I think Mom is the only one who makes him feel better. Its both sweet and sad at the same time. Thats all the news that is news.