Honey I'm Home

Well, it's been exactly a week since we got to bring our boy back home…and what a wonderful week it has been. I don't even know where to begin, so much has happened!

Being home is perfect. It just feels good, and right, and normal. It is a lot easier on all of us, not having to revolve our lives and schedules around the hospital and who needs to be there at certain times. It is so great to be wight he whole family, around the dinner table and on the couch at night watching sports center and movies like old times. I have seen my dad more in the past week than i have seen him in the last 6 months combined!!

We have had so many generous friends and strangers come and help us fix up things in our house that have needed fixing for a long time, and it has made it that much better for Britt to come home to. I still cannot get over all the support. It blows my mind, every second of every day…like how do you wrap your head around that? So many people, who love a single boy, and his family. People have good souls and good hearts. And I love that.

Britt has  bed down in my mom and dad's room, with a state of the art mattress on it. no joke. that thing is sent from the heavens or something. Where Britton is, we are all snuggling up next to him. It is a fight….like UFC status, every night for who gets to sleep with him. hahahahhaha. He is definitely loved, that is for sure.

hahahhahahahah. britt has to wear these goggles when he sleeps, i know...he looks like a fly but aren't they so cute?!

He has been to the eye doctor a couple times this week, and his ulcer in his left eye is gone!!! So awesome, right?! we are so excited about it!! Now we just need those nerves and muscles to correct themselves so he can see normally out of both eyes, eventually.

He started his out patient therapy! He goes over to the hospital and works with some really awesome therapists that we already love! He only has about 20 visits for the rest of the year, which is really unfortunate. So they see him once a week for occupational therapy and physical therapy, and once for speech therapy! It's not what we are used to with therapists working with him every day for 4-5 or so hours…this time around it is mostly on us, his family, to listen and learn what the therapists teach us so we can implement it at home and help him here the other 7 days out of the week. It is kind of stressful, because we don't want him to go backwards, so its important for us to make sure we get the most out of him here at home with our inner physical therapist hahaha;)

He has been really tired lately, takes a lot of naps and lays down for what seems like most of the day. We try to keep him busy and occupied so he doesn't get tired and has time to think about things. There have been a few instances this week where he wasn't really doing much and started thinking about everything that has happened and all that is different, which makes him really emotional. Those are the hard days. It is so difficult to know what to say or do…we just have to let him cry and know that we are here for him and we are going to get through it…together.

He likes to go on drives, roll down the windows and turn up the music…so we do that lots! He has been watching youtube a lot…he loves the "uptown funk" music video…he gets the biggest kick out of it, and watches it over and over and over again. Him and the other two boys have been watching this show called dude perfect where a bunch of boys do all these trick shots and cool stunts with all the different sports. They love it. Him and ledger love watching the walking dead together. They used to do it every night before his accident. Today he took about 5 steps towards me on his own, probably 4 times in a row. It was so great! I think he could be walking within a month if we really work on it!

The other morning, i was sleeping upstairs, and britton crawled in my room and woke me up by scaring me. it was so funny. typical britt.

He is getting better at feeding himself, a little bit more everyday, and he has really improved with drinking!! so hopefully that G-tube in his stomach can come out soon.

He had one request this week.

Mcdonalds. A big Mac, and a large fry.

So we did what the boy asked.

Even though we had to blend it up in the blender, it smelled the same to me, and it tasted the same to him hahaha. He was the happiest boy alive that day.