And now.... The rest of the story (for this week)

Once again I would like to personally thank those of you who have sent cards, helped with rides or gas, dropped off presents, made the wonderful meals, been there to talk to when you least expected it, and/or anything else I might have forgotten to mention. If I have not acknowledged you, please forgive me. This was a severe lesson in humility; one that has taught me more about flexibility, priorities, and how to not sweat the little things people do that affects our lives through me than any other event in my life.

We are not out of the woods, and cannot begin to find a normal lifestyle agan until we bring Isaac hime, so please keep up the prayers.

Isaac has had a fairly good week. Tuesday, they set in motion a dietary plan. Apparently they don't like string bean kids at CNS.

Tuesday we met with our Neuro Doc, Dr Mac, at CNS rehab with dad. By the time I arrived, e and Dr Mac were already speaking in an office. DrnMac did a full neural check, and our boy did stellar. Medically he is fine. I also learned he is running up and down the hallways during PT. Dr Mac said we are in a three month window of opportunity where the majority of recovery will happen. Younger kids will have better results during this time. This period is the steep part of a recovery curve that then starts leveling off afterwards. We are slightly more than a month into the time after the accident, and right at a month into the recovery, so technically we have two months left of the heightened recovery period.

Mom and I are trying to balance or time between all our children, so she is going to spend week overnights with Isaac since she is only ten minutes from work. She will then get off and go home to be with the teens in the afternoon and early evening. I will try to work a slightly earlier shift to get off so I can be here when Isaac gets home after school. Mom will then come when she's had time to get refreshed and get the others settled, releiving me to go home and sleep.

Wednesday I was there when Isaac arrived after school. We had a sandwich, then went to movie night with the CNS home group. We saw Captain America in 3D, and ate dollar hot dogs. Mom was here when we got back, so dad went home to sleep. We had a blast.

Today was relaxing day. We kept the TV off until dinner, otherwise occupying ourselves. Dad had wanted to read tonight, but Transformers 2 was on TV. Not getting past that one, and Isaac looked tired, so we talked and enjoyed the movie.

A little about home:

Jesse and Brea are both doing better. We have all just tried to continue our lives as normal as possible, with frequent trips to see Isaac in his bachelor pad. Mom is trying to readjust to work, and trying to get the pattern of traveling to accomodate her needs as well as the family's needs. I am using this medium as therapeutic, and trying to fit the new run schedule into daily life so I can meet my goals moving forward.

Jesse and I decided to change the room. The final plan has seen the room cleaned out, furniture moved out, and the walls to be repainted new colors. The bunkbeds, that cannot be disassembled without four men in the room using chainsaws, will be stained. Our cousin Stephen has graciously worked with Jesse cleaning so he could help paint. The process was ready today, and the house smells like paint despite using the vanilla trick. (That tells me it would have been worse)  We are going to make the room into a "sleeping or lounging only" room, and keep the toys and activities in the family rooms. 

Marching brand is here, and mom and dad take turns helping with that for Brea. Jackie's mother will be coming to stay with Isaac so we can both attend the Homecoming game this week.

Some have made the comment to me, "I just don't know how you do it."

How can I describe this....  Would you take your child to the doctor if they broke an arm? Would you care for them a bit more until they seem to be recovered? Would you interrupt, or modify your schedule to make sure they get the therapy needed to recover the muscles and tendons? That's what I'm doing for Isaac. He just broke a bit more than his arm.

May we have the patience of Job, the faith of Peter, and the Grace of our Lord to guide us further tomorrow.