Joan's lying on a luscious brown leather couch, upside down to the camera. Kevin comes in through a gorgeous pair of doors flanked by two short Craftsman pillars. With the usual subtlety exhibited by siblings in this situation, Kevin announces that their mother wants him to talk to her. Joan asks, "To make sure I'm not crazy?" Kevin: "Yep. So are you crazy?" She says she's not. God, look at that beautiful desk or sideboard or whatever it is behind Joan. Stickley-influenced, if not genuine Stickley. Sorry, sorry, touching brother/sister moment, I'm getting back to it. Kevin's glad they had this talk, and he starts to wheel off. Joan says, "Maybe. I don't know. How are you supposed to know?" Kevin comes back and asks, "Do you believe in UFOs? Do you hear voices? Are you Michael Jackson?" Joan sits up and asks if voices have people attached, whether they're still voices. Kevin looks puzzled and then says, "Joan, here's the thing. Mom likes 'normal.' Dad really likes 'normal.' Before my accident, Luke was all they could handle in the 'freak for a kid' department. Now they've got me. You're their only hope for 'normal.'" Joan: "That is just wrong." Kevin laughs and says, "Well, it sounded good, though, didn't it?" Joan, laughing, kicks his nearest thigh playfully but pretty hard and Kevin reacts, looking pained. Joan has that "oh, shit" expression as she watches Kevin's stunned face. She apologizes: "I'm sorry...what did I do...did you...feel that?" Kevin gives her a dark look as he rubs his leg and nods slightly. Then he reels her in: "No. No! I can't feel it!" He laughs, and adds, "No way!" Joan yells, "You jerk!" She grabs a glass of water and throws it in his face and for a split second, his reaction is pure John Ritter and you realize how much you're going to miss his dad, even if you didn't realize you ever liked him so much. Kevin says, "I felt that!" And they start pushing and grappling with each other, giggling. You can't hear this dialogue, but the closed captioning says, "You're getting off that chair. We're going to take a little ride." Whew. I was afraid we were going to have some bogus miraculous recovery story starting there. None of that, please. If Kevin's going to recover his ability to walk at all, and have it be believable, it's going to have to be Christopher Reeve-esque. But I hope not. Television has so few disabled characters; let's leave this one be.