Hi everyone,
Wout is sleeping now, so I have some time to send out an update. As you all know, he started talking again in Speech Therapy on Tuesday, May 27! The therapist had been working on some things with Wout for about 30 minutes, and then she said, "Let's try something," and started counting, "One, two, three, what's next f___," and Wout said "Four," then they counted to ten together, twice, then to twenty! Then she started him on the days of the week, and months of the year. She asked him his kids' names, and he said them, and she asked them if he was married and he said yes, and she asked him what his wife's name was and he said, "Amy." I was just sitting behind them with tears of joy! Later that afternoon, Brittany and Little Wout came to see him and Wout grinned and grinned to see them!
Wednesday, Wout worked on identifying things from picture cards with Speech therapy, and also counting and the days of the week. In Occupational therapy, he worked on putting the right shapes in spaces on a board. The OT handed him a diamond, which he got right, then a square, which he had more trouble with, then he handed him a heart, and Wout said, "This is for Amy." WOW! He then worked at identifying friends and family from pictures. He was concentrating very hard, and doing a great job, and I pulled a picture up on the computer of him on his motorcycle going around a curve at Deal's Gap, and he got an ear-to-ear grin on his face, and when Kevin asked him who that was, he said, "Me, going around a curve - faster than you!" Now, that was definitely Wout!
Thursday, Wout was groggy and sleepy all day because of a medication change, so therapy was tougher for him to get through, but he did well in spite of it. I spoke with the doctors about it and they discontinued the new med and increased the dosage of another one he was getting, and that seems to have helped a lot. Wout walked over 400 feet in Physical therapy Thursday, and when he was taking a break, the PT told him he was doing a great job, and asked if he liked walking. He said, "I hate walking." She said, "Why?" He said, "I'd rather walk with Hon. (which is me)" So, she said, "Okay," and put me on one side of him and her on the other and we walked the rest of the way together. Everyone here is so wonderful that way - they are really here for their patients! The really big news Thursday was that the doctors took the tracheostomy tube completely out! They said it should heal in 2-4 days. He also had his eyes dilated and checked, and the doctors said there is no damage to his eyes, and that his prescription shouldn't be affected by his injury, so he should be able to see like he did before the accident.
Wout had a bad night Thursday night. He was very afraid of his night nurse and thought she was a terrorist and he was being terrorized. I had to get in bed with him to help calm him down. It broke my heart to think of what he must be going through. He didn't settle down until the evening medications kicked in, and he had a rough night, very restless and didn't sleep much at all.
Friday, Wout was observed eating a "mechanical soft" lunch, which is kind of halfway between pureed food and regular food. He did well, and was approved for a mechanical soft diet, which is really great! I had been having a rough day because of the night before and watching him struggle so hard. He laid down for a much needed break after Occupational therapy, and I told him that I love him, and he looked at me and said, "That's what gets me through to the next day. No amount of money could replace you." I'm crying just writing about it again, because that's my Wout. It seems like whenever I am having a hard time, he does something like that to lift me up again.
Thanks to you all for all of your e-mails and support - you have no idea how much it means. I will never be able to thank everyone enough for all that you've done for us. Have a great weekend!
Amy