Good Days...

He has had a good week, which means we have had a good week. He has been very cooperative with his new therapy schedule. He has done so well getting up at the side of the bed that they have progressed him to a wheel chair, they help him into it and are getting him into a routine. He continues to hold his head up and move his legs. Today there was a little more movement in his right arm as well. I spoke at length today to his physical therapist, his care coordinator, his nurses, his speech therapist and his occupational therapist, and the overwhelming consensus is that he is progressing. They are pleased. They are encouraging. The really big news is that he had confirmed speech yesterday! I heard about it yesterday, but when you become used to analyzing some one's every finger twitch you tend to second guess everything. The story goes.... he was in his chair and his brother and mother were present with the speech therapists. They pointed to his mother and asked if he knew who she was and he said "mom", they were very excited and asked him if he knew who his brother was, he did not respond. They then pointed to his brother and said "Is this your brother" and he said "yeah". I know not big words, but they keep telling us "baby steps". They told me today that he "has the ball and is moving down the field in the right direction". I think that is all we can ask for right now. I know he is doing his best. He is working hard, trying to come back to us. We are encouraged, they are encouraging. Baby steps...