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Sunday Update: 10/9/05

Blessing for the day:
Matt gets the day off of therapy to rest and catch up on some much-needed R and R. Matt has worked his little booty off all week, so he really needs the day off.

We took Matt outside again yesterday and walked down the road a bit to sit in the sun. He really enjoyed that a lot! I think he’s going to spend most of the day in bed today, however, so we probably won’t get the opportunity to go outside and enjoy this beautiful day. I guess there’s plenty of time for that down the road though.

Matt had all of his therapies yesterday! Two therapists came in special primarily just to work with Matt. They have all really taken to him and are so excited to see his progress. We continue to be thankful for these wonderful therapists and their dedication to Matt and his recovery. I will be visiting with the people from Younker Rehab this week and seeing their facility and what the exact requirements are for admission. Matt is working so hard here, I am pretty sure he’ll be able to go there soon and show his stuff. We are all so anxious for him to get better…but have to try and be patient, knowing that this is going to be a long process and we can’t rush it.

Matt has been working so hard on his therapies, that it takes all his effort and focus to complete the tasks they ask of him. Please understand that if we are in therapy when you come to visit that we just can’t distract Matt with interruptions. I know it can be frustrating, that you want to see him and say hello…but his #1 priority right now is the therapy and we just have to get through this time with that as our main focus. While he is here, we have found the best time for visits is late in the afternoon, after all the therapy has been completed for the day. Also, we’ve been told there is no therapy on Sunday’s so that is a pretty good day for visiting as well. If you do come to visit, please remember that it will need to be brief.
Matt is still unable to communicate much with us, so I think it can also be frustrating for him if he can’t really talk much to you. It is my hope that his speech will improve a lot in the coming weeks and will be much more open to visits. This has been the most frustrating part for me…not having him to talk to, or have him talk back to me. He’s very responsive to yes/no questions, and is very aware of everything we say…but I just miss our conversations. Oh, how I miss them. I still find myself laying in bed wondering where he is. I’m around him all day, and yet he seems so far away. I am still seeking signs of the Matt we all know and love. He’s there…but he’s in pain, he’s sad, he’s frustrated, he’s angry…he’s just dying to get better and get home. We are all praying for that as well.

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