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Saturday Update: 11/12/05

Blessings for the day:
Matt passed all of his short term speech goals today!!!!!!!!!! He over 2 oz of Coke and egg nog with only 1 cough! (The goal was 2 oz with no more than 3 coughs) He held out a vowel sound for 23 seconds (the goal was 15 seconds). He moved a life saver out from each cheek and over to the other 12 times on each side. He just did awesome! His weekend therapist was thrilled and said that his regular therapist will just be WAY excited when she comes in on Monday! He’s also been vocalizing so much, that we hardly need the letter board anymore. We keep it handy in a pinch if we can’t figure out a word, but most of the time I can understand him! He’s saying his t’s and s’s SO much better. He said ‘My name is Matt’ so well today! I made him say it for everyone who came in today!

Matt has also been in such good spirits! He had 2 hours of therapy today (OT and speech). Tomorrow he has 3 hours! (OT, PT, and speech!) He wasn’t thrilled with having to work 3 hours on a Sunday, but understands how much it will benefit him. He’s just doing SO well with everything. I think we have all just been lifted these past few days with all the progress…it’s amazing. He has been spunky, perky, and just more and more like the Matt we all know and love. I can’t tell you what that has done for my soul. I have just missed Matt so much; missed ‘us’. I’m around him all the time, but of course, it hasn’t been the same. Just having him making fun of things, cracking smart remarks, and laughing – those little things mean so very much to me.

I have known all this time that he was in there and that it was only a matter of time before he started making his big comeback…but it has been so painful to be patient. I have always struggled with patience and this experience has been nothing if not a big waiting game. I am just so relieved to start seeing real signs of recovery…real signs of MATT…real signs of hope for our future and regaining our life together. It’s not that I ever doubted it…I always believed I’d get him back 100%...but it has been so hard waiting and I finally feel closer to that goal.


Anonymous said…
Matt and Emily,
WTG!! So glad to hear of the big steps you are making in progress. Think about little things that seem so big daily, then think about you and what we take for granted and have to step back and rethink that things aren't so bad after all. You are a big inspiration and enjoy keeping up with Emily's posts. Keep up the good work! There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Take Care,
Carol Nelson

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