6:58am
Taylor didn't make it outside yesterday. He was only awake for short periods of time, and when he was awake he was pretty groggy. We had planned to entertain him yesterday to help him sleep at night and stay up more in the day, but he complained of pain so he slept a lot.
Sometimes figuring out what Taylor wants us to do is like playing charades. He'll often spell some things out on an alphabet chart, or write them on a pad, but if it's something that he thinks we should be smart enough to get with a couple of hand gestures, he does that. He slept well last night until about 3:00am. He motioned for me to come to his bed, then touched my nose with his finger, and then his ear. I began to guess "smell?" "you can't hear?" "are you asking if I can smell what you hear?". I just couldn't get it. It was apparent he was embarrassed at how stupid I must have sounded, so he asked for the alphabet chart. He spelled out s-n-o-r-e. Oh. My nose, his hearing. My snoring is keeping him awake. I get it.
So, off to Walgreen's pharmacy I went in the wee hours to buy a 50ct pack of earplugs. He likes them.
Even when Taylor is suffering from an injury like this, he is still way smarter than his parents.
11:07am Bunnies visit Taylor
Taylor has the coolest bunch of nurses ever. Some of the crew from MICU, where Taylor spent his first 35 days, came to visit him this morning in proper Easter attire.....bunny ears and cotton ball tails. It was a hoot. No one ever wants to be in a hospital, and certainly not in MICU or anything that rhymes with it. But, if you have to go, THIS is the crew (along with the others they work with) that you want watching over you.
3:00pm More of the Chair
Taylor sat in the chair in his room today for 2 hours. A new personal best. More importantly, he's helping to strengthen muscles that haven't been used much in the past 5 weeks. He is asking daily now about rehabilitation and wants to go now.
5:36pm Frank, Part III
Taylor's cat, Frank, has been in his room all day just kinda running loose. OK. So, he doesn't do much running, but he has been loose. After 3 visits, Frank FINALLY jumped in Taylor's lap and went to sleep. Taylor petted him until he too drifted off. A perfect Kodak moment.
Sometimes figuring out what Taylor wants us to do is like playing charades. He'll often spell some things out on an alphabet chart, or write them on a pad, but if it's something that he thinks we should be smart enough to get with a couple of hand gestures, he does that. He slept well last night until about 3:00am. He motioned for me to come to his bed, then touched my nose with his finger, and then his ear. I began to guess "smell?" "you can't hear?" "are you asking if I can smell what you hear?". I just couldn't get it. It was apparent he was embarrassed at how stupid I must have sounded, so he asked for the alphabet chart. He spelled out s-n-o-r-e. Oh. My nose, his hearing. My snoring is keeping him awake. I get it.
So, off to Walgreen's pharmacy I went in the wee hours to buy a 50ct pack of earplugs. He likes them.
Even when Taylor is suffering from an injury like this, he is still way smarter than his parents.
11:07am Bunnies visit Taylor
Taylor has the coolest bunch of nurses ever. Some of the crew from MICU, where Taylor spent his first 35 days, came to visit him this morning in proper Easter attire.....bunny ears and cotton ball tails. It was a hoot. No one ever wants to be in a hospital, and certainly not in MICU or anything that rhymes with it. But, if you have to go, THIS is the crew (along with the others they work with) that you want watching over you.
3:00pm More of the Chair
Taylor sat in the chair in his room today for 2 hours. A new personal best. More importantly, he's helping to strengthen muscles that haven't been used much in the past 5 weeks. He is asking daily now about rehabilitation and wants to go now.
5:36pm Frank, Part III
Taylor's cat, Frank, has been in his room all day just kinda running loose. OK. So, he doesn't do much running, but he has been loose. After 3 visits, Frank FINALLY jumped in Taylor's lap and went to sleep. Taylor petted him until he too drifted off. A perfect Kodak moment.
2 comments:
AWWWWWWW......Frank is such a good kitty! He really is incredible!
Hi,
You probably don't remember me, but I went to Oaks School with Taylor. A classmate of ours told me about his accident, and I just wanted to let you know that I'm keeping Taylor in my prayers. He's always been a really incredible guy.
Chelsea Young
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