28 days have passed since ‘D’ day. Catherine and I talked about this briefly today sitting beside his bed. It is hard to believe a month has passed and we have survived this torture let alone Darryl. Someone once said to me that you should live each day as if it’s your last, because one day you will be right! Makes sense I suppose. No doubt at all that Darryl wrung each day dry and didn’t waste time wondering ‘if’. Ironic given that all I can do is wonder ‘if’.
Darryl had a fairly good day today and was quite responsive when in his more awake states. Two weeks ago we were overjoyed that Darryl was able to give a single squeeze of the hand on command. Now he is able to touch his nose, lift and move his left arm and communicate quite clearly his wants and needs with his famed thumbs up. Progress is being made. I just wish he wasn’t still asleep while it was occuring.
I know he has a lot of pain in his head and must be more frustrated than anyone, but even through that he is working away wanting to come back. Time is needed, I keep telling myself that. I just wish I would listen!!
In the main I have become used to dealing with the ‘don’t knows’ which really hurts as I don’t want to get used to this and somehow make it normal. But the reality is that you have to develop a fairly thick skin to weather the storm, let alone the storming Darryl has been doing. I feel Darryl is clawing his way back and the brain may be slowly relinquishing it’s iron grip on unconsciouness. It is just not an instantaneous process where suddenly his eyes open and he is back to the land of the living. He is having to fight for every inch, but that is what life is all about I suppose. Anything worth having is worth working for.
Thank you all for being there for him and us and sharing some of the burden we bear. We have no choice in the journey but it is one we are not travelling alone and for that we are grateful.
It is a month since this event shattered what was our ‘normal’ life. I hope in another month I can tell you all of a normal life that has become a celebration.
Mike
Hey Darryl.
beem awhile since i’ve been able to read how your going, sounds as though your making great progress mate. keep up the great work. such a terrible thing could’nt have happened to a nicer guy, but if anyone can fight it, you can. although the comments have slowed down, everyones still reading how great your doing, we just run out of words to express how increadably well your doing. mine along with so many other peoples thought are with you.
won’t be long now and you’ll be having a few beers with your friends and family looking back on all this.
wake up soon.
Jamie
GO DAZZLA GO
We are all rooting for you mate,
You can do it,
We all know you can.
Mike is hard to be realistic in this kind of situation,
but your instincts far waiver any call by a specialist or doctor.
The old trusty Gut instinct is never wrong
You are strong and you will all get there
Dazzla COWBOY UP
Tubbs Family
Hi all
It has been fantastic to read the posts over the last week and monitor your progress. There is never been any doubt that you would fight your way back to some form of normality – what ever that is! It’s been a bit on the nippy side up here, mind you I had my feet in the water fishing Taupo Bay last night and I was surprised to feel how warm the water is. Ryon had lots of fun winding in a few fishless baits on the penn – believe me that takes a long time when you are 2 years old and ones father has to have a fair bit of patience. All good though for him as he learned that he had to keep his fingers out of the spinning bale arm, even if he couldnt wind in a fish!
Hang in there Mike and Family – It very easy to for us to say and we can all sense your frutration. We are all with you guys on this and still sending all of our thoughts and postive energy down there for Darryl to use. You are all doing a awesome job and your absolute best by Darryl. Thanks for sharing his progress and your thoughts via this site and taking the time to keep us all informed. Go the chiefs……..
Our warrior will return!!!
Hear me hear me!!
Regards, Bill Thurston x x x
Hi Fairy Brenna
Only 3 sleeps to go til we can have a play, I can’t wait.
Keep up the good work on Darryl, he is getting better. It won’t be long and he can teach us “the spoons”, I have got them ready.
Tell your mum and dad they are doing a great job looking after Darryl, see you soon
love Holly xxx
Hi Darryl
Fishing didn’t go to well. Caught 3 kahawai in the first half hour and then nothing for the next 4 hours. Very slow day on the harbour. Benny took home the fish to turn it into his delicious raw fish. Lots of boats about though. The fishing should improve next week with the new moon phase.
Mowed your lawn again today and watered the garden. Some tomatoes are starting to ripen up.
Weather is fine but cool.
Kind regards
Kathleen, Max, Deane, Lewis, latimer and Sandy
Hi Mike and family, Lou and Merlene
Just writing to say that I often read the updates you post about Darryl Mike. Darryl I can see that you are a real fighter – keep it up.
Mike I read the article you posted today. The doctors aren’t always right. Many people have recovered from injury and illness when, according to the doctors, they should not have. I work with young children and I have seen many instances where the gut instinct of the parent is often more accurate than that of the professionals(doctors and teachers included). Keep hold of it Mike and don’t let them take it from you.
I’ll keep praying and hoping for you all that things will return to normal as soon as possible.
Mike, great to hear you guys are slowly but surely moving down the rapids towards the smooth horizon.
Darryls strength is truely an inspiration to all of us,
like the saying goes, What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
and your son is a prime example of that.
keep giving it heaps, i know he can bloody do it.
will still keep you guys in my thoughts,
all the best,
Kristy
Talk to Ces and Shirley most days, we can only think positive thoughts and hope and pray for Darryls recovery. Our love to Megan. Rae and Bill Taylor