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Sunday Update: 11/27/05

Blessings for the day:
Wow…where do I begin? Thanksgiving was just AWESOME! Matt had a great time…we all did! I’m pretty sure he ate more than I did! It was so great for him to show everyone how his speech and swallowing have really come along. We didn’t have any problems getting home, or around the house. He sat in our office chair while eating, and we were able to wheel him down the hall to our bedroom for a nap. We both cuddled up in bed together for a while…with the cat at our feet and the doggies curled up on their bed of course. It felt so…natural and normal. Matt enjoyed his dinner and LOTS of dessert…the apple pie I had made and the wonderful chocolate/peanut butter cheesecake a friend from church made. (He had 2 helpings of both!) We got back here around 8:00 PM that night…just in time to settle in for bed. He didn’t want to come back, of course, but is now doubly motivated to get even stronger before coming home for good.

Once we got back and I told the therapist how well he did with the dinner, she decided to start having him eat lunch. Well, after 2 days of just eating it all up, they decided to start him on three meals a day! Starting Monday, he’ll eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner! They will calculate his calories and cut out the tube feedings and needed. He’s also been swallowing his pills! My guess…this tube won’t last more than a week or so. YAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In physical therapy the past few days he’s been standing and walking better than ever. His balance is ever improving and I just know that he’ll be walking out of here next month!!!!!!! They are starting to time him in the morning when he gets ready to see the improvements in performing day to day tasks. He’s been doing so great getting dressed and brushing his teeth, shaving, etc.

Today Matt finally got a hair cut!!!!! He decided he couldn’t stand it any longer, so I called up Barbie (the gal who cuts our hair) and she made a special trip up here to teach me to cut Matt’s hair. Together, we got the job done and Matt looks a LOT more like the old Matt!!! It was so sweet of her to come up and show me how to do it. I got my own set of clippers, so I’ll be able to keep up on Matt’s hair until he’s able to get back in to see her at the salon. He felt like a new man afterwards!


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