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Thursday Update: 01/12/06

We’re just sitting here watching MY guilty pleasure (Dancing with the Stars) and YES, Matt has agreed to watch it with me! HA! (He still thinks John O’Hurley was robbed!) He is actually ‘reading his very manly car magazine’ right now and only glances up periodically to watch. (At least that is what he’d like me to tell you!)

I can’t believe how the days are flying by! We are really settling in to things so nicely, but keeping quite busy and it’s hard to find the time to write updates. Our days are filled with work, therapy, and each other. At night, we have been hanging out watching TV, reading magazines, or talking. We’re always ready to wind down early these days, it seems.

Matt’s therapy is going great. Just yesterday his physical therapist commented how she thought Matt’s standing balance and walking have improved in the three weeks she’s worked with him. He is having a hard time seeing the progress, but others can and he needs to hear that positive feedback. Two things that I can see marked improvement on; are walking up and down the stairs, and getting in and out of the car. He is doing SO much better at these things that I have to do very little to help. Our friend Blake installed the second railing for our basement stairs and that has helped a lot. Going up, I don’t have to do much at all…in fact, I’m fairly confident Matt could do it all by himself if he had to. Now, walking to the stairs he still needs my help…but it’s only a matter of time before he can handle that. He is standing himself up better and better without my help all the time too…so it’s just incorporating all these things together, and I know it will come in time.

We have talked about incorporating more activities into his time here at home. He is getting good therapy at outpatient, but we both want to increase what he’s doing here. So, we have made little goals for ourselves and are starting with more walks around the house. You know, why not add MORE challenges to our lives!? Right?

We had some other firsts this week. We went out to eat…just us! We had some doctor appointments and instead of going out and back home and back out to therapy, we just stayed out and went to lunch. It was good for us to try it on our own and see that we can handle it. It went fine both days! Matt’s endurance and stamina are also increasing – on Wednesday we got in and out of the car 4-5 times AND he worked an hour and 40 mins in PT! He wasn’t completely bushed when we got home either. We ate popcorn on the couch and hung out the rest of the evening, but he didn’t poop out and need to rest!

We had a follow up appointment with the Neurosurgeon this week to review Matt’s latest MRI. Dr. Boarini wants to have Matt go through another angiogram next week, just to make sure that all his blood vessels are normal and healthy looking. In the MRI we could see that the hemorrhage has pretty much resolved itself, which is good. The angiogram will highlight all the blood vessels and just give the doctor a clearer picture and let us know for sure that all is well. We will go to the hospital next Wednesday for that procedure. I trust you will keep us in your thoughts that day, and pray for clear evidence that we need not worry about something like this happening again.


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