Little Victories

So this is how I woke up.....

My mom answered the phone, and all i hear is "HELLO, WHAT HAPPENED?" in a frantic voice.

I've never popped out of bed so fast in my life. I didn't know if my dad was calling to say something was wrong. literally my heart dropped, kinda like that sick feeling you get.

Then she sighed really big, and still sounded frantic and i was like WHAT THE HECK MOM, WHATS GOING ON??

Then she waved her hand signaling that it was all okay. HOLY SMOKES, way to give me a heart attack.

She started sounding surprised and so excited....of course I started freaking out and almost crying because I thought he was awake!!!!! The conversation had something to do with his eyes, so that was my automatic assumption.

Then she got off the phone and told me that he was tracking with his eye. I guess my dad had held up his phone in front of Britt's eye and he moved it side to side and Britt followed it with his eye. THAT IS HUGE! like very exciting. He had never shown any movement in his eyes so this was such good news.

Little victories...thats what we live for.

My friend, Riley, who works here in the Acute Rehab, has had a few things hard things she has had to face in her life, and I have always admired her for the strength she has shown through the years, despite traggic circumstances. She stops in and talks to me every once in awhile, and she said something that stuck. She said...there's plenty of hard stuff, and those things stink...but it's those little victories that you hang onto, and that get you though it. HOW TRUE IS THAT. Such words of wisdom she has.

He had a great day! Today when we stood him up on his feet, he showed muscle contraction which is a good sign! He did great with with all of his therapy and his therapists are really impressed with how limber his extremities are.

They put a pick line in him today, its like an iv they run from your arm into your heart, and so it will eliminate all of the pokes he has to get for tests and antibiotics. Crazy what they can do, right?

Last night we got some visitors here at the hospital, two snowmen and a santa clause! it was my aunt Sheila and her friends. They were hilarious, and it definitely brightened our day! Those little selfless acts of service to make us smile or help us out, mean more than you will ever know. It blows me away the kindness everyone has in their hearts.

Shout out to Cooper Camp, and his family, for all the hard work they are doing with their hot cocoa stand!! Cute little cooper is quite the amazing little boy. He raised about 1300 dollars for "the boy down the street", thats how he knew of our Britt, selling his hot cocoa on the weekends in front of their house. It seriously melts mine and my families hearts what this young boy has done for us. It means so much. He is in 1st grade, and has done this for 3 years, each year raising money for a philanthropic cause. How cool is that. That at such a young age he understands and knows the value of charity and love. Yet again the perfect example of christmas spirit. We are glad he got to meet Britt and tell him about it a little bit!