The Best Day Yet

Today was the best day yet.

It started off bright and early, when the speech therapist came in to evaluate Britt.

She asked him some simple questions, and was told if the answer was yes to give a thumbs up, and if no, to not do anything.

Is your name Britton shipp? thumbs up baby

Do you have an older sister? thumbs up AND SHE'S A DANG GOOD ONE (he was thinking that i bet)

stuff like that.

He did so well, and answered correctly to most all except...

Are you married? (hahahahha which he isn't...at least not that we know of)

and Do you have a dog? (come on Britt, Buddy ran away like 4 years ago)

But it was so cool to see him respond like that. He also did everything she asked him to do as far as movement with his body went. (Lifting his head, wiggling toes, squeezing hands, shaking head, waving goodbye) So cool. Then she asked him to open his eye...

AND HE OPENED IT UP HALF WAY. JUST LIKE THAT. WAIT WHAT?!?!

We were freaking, and i mean FREAKING OUT!!! I couldn't believe it...nurses started coming over to his room to see what the fuss was about. Tears were flowing, emotions running high. And the best part was, he was following me with his eye...so i know he saw me. He kept it open like that for a couple minutes! I called my mom and dad crying telling them the good news.

Now he just needs to open them up, all the way, for good! BUT HE IS SO CLOSE I KNOW IT!!

"One small step for Britton, one giant leap for mankind." 

Or something like that, right?

But wait, it still gets good.

Then in physical therapy, he did so great. Following commands and more responsive than ever before. It was crazy. He was doing so many things all by himself! There were about 7 nurses and therapists in the room all cheering him on. Everyone was so excited. We heard an old man out in the hallway say "shut that door, it's too [insert profanity of your choice] loud in there." hahaha. But it was so awesome, THAT IS WHY WE LOVE HAVING HIM HERE. He is so loved. Everyone just wants to see him succeed and improve, even if it's the littlest things.

We were able to roll him on out in his state of the art electric wheelchair for a nice session of sunshine therapy after! It was much needed!!

Much needed until we got ambushed by a swarm of bees.

Remember the bee story last time we took Britt outside?! Yeah well, they came back for revenge or something.

It was out of control. Me and my mom just chilling there with Britt enjoying the nice weather when all of a sudden this army of bees comes swarming around us. As you can imagine my mother, had a small "moment" yeah lets just call it that...a moment, said a few choice words, swinging here arms every direction to get them away from Britton, and I put that electric wheelchair into overdrive, pedal to the medal, and we were off.

I think we caught air off a speed bump to be honest.

Just picture this.

Me controlling the wheelchair, my hand on this TINY little stick thing that controls forward and backward movement, i had it pushed down as far as it could go, my mom trying to push the back of it to get it to go faster, while trying to hold his head in place, screaming and panicking to get in the hospital, me just laughing my head off cause we cant go any faster and we are showing no mercy, swerving from side to side and aren't slowing down for nothing (cracks, bumps, downhill slopes on the sidewalk)

Let's just say I've never seen my mom so afraid/flustered/frantic/out of control in my life.

Maybe she thought they were african killer bees, i dont know.

But we made it out alive. barely. but we made it. and lived to tell the story.

So anyways, it was the greatest of days. After all of that, britt was knocked out, dead asleep, and still is as we speak. It was a hard, long day for him. But a great day.

THE STARS ARE ALIGNING. Keep believing for our Britt!!

Here's a little video:)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXerWu6NS3I