My aunt called my uncle and said her husband will be taken off life support on Monday. My uncle said things will go fairly quickly after that. I feel awful for my aunt.

I had physical therapy today. I was honest with her and
I told her about my life style changes and that I felt things were going good. She didn't really agree and decided I needed 2 more sessions. Apparently I zig zag when I walk and my posture still sucks. She had me do some excercises in the open gym and I was losing my balance on the excercise ball. She was nice but pretty tough on me and pushed me a lot.

Now I'm at home lying down and I'm down in the dumps but its pretty understandable. Maybe I'll make some soy sauce ramen for dinner.