It’s hard to believe that half a year ago, we were in the hospital. The Neuro ICU. Ryan was on a feeding tube and barely responsive. My heart and head were in so much pain. We spent hours upon hours in this room. Praying, loving, sitting patiently. Waiting.
Now, he is home. Daily we still worry. I wake up a couple times each night. His torn artery in the back of his neck stress me out. He’s got a cough that keeps hanging around and when he blows his nose there is a little bit of blood.
But he’s healthy. Active. Playing on the computer a significant portion of the day. His verbal skills are outrageously amazing.
He’s himself. His reading is incredible. Our jokes are there. We have had talks. Discussions about choices. What he would like for when he passes, whether it’s tomorrow or 200 years from now. We’ve had the difficult talks. We’ve cried together. We laugh together.
Six months since those 24 hours changed our lives forever. Six months since our future become something totally different than we have dreamed of.
So much good has come from this though too. We have been blessed in ways that I cannot even begin to share. So many friends and strangers have given of their time, money and prayers. We still are being surprised….
For every penny that has been given to our donation account….for every prayer or thougth that has been sent our way…..for the blog comments, twitter replies and facebook comments….the love and support from everyone has been so amazing.
I love you all so much. Thank you. Thank you.