Six weeks ago today. There are no words can can adequately describe the experiences that have re-shaped our lives during this time. Suffice to say that we have all been to ‘places’ we never thought existed and slowly but surely Darryl is leading us back. Thanks also to you his family, friends and supporters who have joined us in this journey.
Today was a quiet one. On the weekends he doesn’t do physio so there is little to report. He continues to communicate to us, but now uses a range of finger signals. He is very aware of what is happening around him and although the damage to the nerves that control his eye function mean that he is struggling to open his eyes on his own, each day he seems more able to keep them partially open (after we open them for him). His blink is getting stronger and stronger and it would appear that damage in this area may be starting to heal.
He slept well for most of the day, which is fantastic because good sleep at this stage is time for good healing. I do feel that he has turned something of a corner and when this trachie comes out, I think he will feel a lot more comfortable as well. I am looking forward to next week when he gets back to the gym for stretching and activity. I know he gets a lot out of it physically and mentally and that all has to be good for this healing process.
So a quiet settled day with not too much to report other than the fact that now I am writing about his recovery and the progress he is making. Just a few short weeks ago I was writing about his fight for life and the nightmare he was trapped in. I can’t tell you how much relief I feel in writing now, as a result.
I has been hard not to question so much over this time and the cruelty of life that it should strike down such fine young guy, but I have NEVER and will never question the spirit, strength and unfaltering courage of my son. That is a cure if I ever saw one!
Proud of you mate.
Dad
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