A Good Day

Today was a good day. I came to the hospital early in the day and enjoyed holding Sherrie's hand and getting her updated on our family, neighborhood and up coming events. When I walked in her room, her eyes were opened and she was much more active with her hands. For about three hours I tried to assess whether she was responding to my commands or having a series of involuntary responses. I suspect it was a combination of both. I am certainly not an expert in this area, but we have seen more and more movement from week to week. The experts tell us this is a good thing.  


Later in the afternoon she saw Sarah for PT and she confirmed there was more positive movement. I could not help but think how we take the simple effortless movements of our bodies for granted. We give little thought as to how it all comes together and works until it doesn't. At that point,  you examine and analyze every little movement for a sign of hope. 


Three weeks ago we were blessed to have a little grandson (Hudson) born into our family. I saw and held him for the first time this last weekend. His little body is a miracle. Divinely designed for a journey that will allow him to learn and grow throughout his life with oversight by a Mom and Dad who are experiencing indescribable joy and love. I thought of his little mind working to make sense of all his new surroundings while at the same time his grandmother is doing the same. One learning brand new things and the other working hard to remember and relearn all the things that have made her great. Sherrie has such a love for her grandbabies that I am sure one of her big objectives is to hold baby Hudson.  


Within a day or two we could be moving to the Rehab Institute where Sherrie will go into a very aggressive two week program to get her awake and access her level of activity. I spoke to a Dr. at the Institute and was very comforted by their capabilities and desire to give her the best care as we move to this next level. I know it will not be easy. It has not been easy watching them do PT with her at this stage. It will be a very different program when we get her moved. Another step in the right direction. 

I continue to learn about what is really important and what is just noise. For me it comes down to God, family and friends. Everything else should be supportive of these first three. If they are not, it creates a change in focus and behaviors. We end up getting hung up in the thick of thin things. I am thankful for blessings that prior to this experience I might have passed off as small or just a regular part of our day to day existence. I am thankful for brain waves and the ability to breathe independently and body movements and eyes that open and medical science and doctors and nurses who care and family and friends and prayer and revelation.  


As we have all expressed before, we thank you for caring and praying. You are one of the great blessings we receive daily. It lifts and sustains us.