Seth was starting to be "Seth" more and more yesterday. We worked all day to get him to understand he is in Washington D.C. at Walter Reed. Early in the day when I was prompting him to say "Walter Reed Medical Center," he said, "It's going to take me a month to be able to say that!" When his nurse went off shift at 7:00 p.m., he asked Seth one more time where he was, and Seth replied, barely audible, "Walter Reed." We all cheered.
I asked Seth if he remembered telling me that he was thinking about becoming an English teacher--he nodded, so I told him I had brought a copy of The Grapes of Wrath since any self-respecting English teacher needs to have read that, and he said, "Thanks, I love you."
The highlight of the day was late in the afternoon. He mumbled, "What do I have to do to get some juice?" I was able to round up another juice box, and after his first couple sips, he closed his eyes, smiled and said, "Me and my juice box--just livin' the life . . ."
Please know that we read and appreciate all your e-mails and calls. We have spotty cell phone coverage in the hospital and no wireless capability except for one computer in the waiting room, which won't allow us to access Facebook, so that is why we are limited in our ability to respond. When he's ready, I will begin reading all your notes to Seth. Yesterday I brought the pack of letters from home to read to him, but he wasn't ready. I look forward to when he is. Please also know that your prayers are being felt, and small miracles are happening every day.
Random, Random Reflection:
- I would rather see children watch five hours a day of 1960s and '70s TV than five minutes of Cartoon Network.