Our whole team came for a visit. This includes Christian's Physical Therapist, Occupational/Feeding Therapist, Vision Therapist, and Early Intervention Coordinator.
It wasn't time for our review of goals and meds and schedules and doctors and stuff that's really kind of monotonous and lacks in productivity on our end, at least.
"The team" got together in one place at one time really just to compare notes and feed off each other. They picked a great day, too, because Christian started out super uncooperative. He was stuck to the left and wasn't budging. I'm sure that was tons of fun for the PT and vision therapist. Christian wasn't really participating and having a hard time bringing his eyes out of their very comfortable position on the left.
Then I finally remembered something I read about another mom patching or covering a strong eye to strengthen the weaker one. So I mentioned it. The PT covered his weaker eye, which is Christian's right. And it worked. He started moving his weaker eye and actually started participating. Then he started moving his head over and out of it's position to the left. The PT switched eyes and Christian started looking to the right, the far right. Finally! Some participation from this stubborn boy. And you know what...he hasn't stopped looking around since.
Just a few other updates:
I mentioned in my last post about how I wasn't as confident with Vigabatrin as I initially had been. Well, it's because Christian's jerks returned. Not any stronger, but just as frequent as they had been while on Keppra. So that's a bummer. All the great stuff that happened the first week turned back to same old Christian. Which, minus the seizures, isn't that bad. I mean with no tone, he had less movement and awareness. So he's now moving around again and hitting toys. So, of course, Christian is reacting differently than expected. I'm not upset, just puzzled. It is nice to see him moving his arms again so not all bad. I talked to the neuro and he suggested increasing the meds. So we'll try that and see what happens. It's a give and take, always. Trial and error. More drugs, less tone. Less drugs, more tone but more action and awareness. We'll see. You know I'll keep you posted! ;-)
We also started back at HBOT yesterday. And NO CRYING!!!! There were a few whimpers in protest today but they were consolable. That's the difference. A month ago he was crying, inconsolably, through the entire hour and change in that chamber. But now, so far, it's all good! Yay! It's good, no, great news because I really believe it is so beneficial for him.
Hmmm, what else can I tell you...oh yeah, I gave myself a gift for Mother's Day! Take a look! It's just for me and I felt it was becoming more and more necessary for the good of my sanity. It's just in it's baby stages so stay tuned for changes.
And last, but not least....babies in their jammies. Matching pajamas, no less. Oh yeah, I'm that kind of mommy.
Lola showing off her karate chops on her brother.
"Can both of you look at Mommy at the same time, please?"
"I'm gonna punch her if you don't stop taking my picture."
The closest I'll get to both of them looking at the camera at the same time. Momentous.
This is the story of Christian and his family. On July 8, 2009, Christian suffered a near drowning at the age of 11 months old. Miraculously, he was brought back to life and has been fighting ever since. Because of the lack of oxygen to his brain, Christian experienced an anoxic brain injury. He is now relearning everything from moving to eating to even thinking. As his family, we're faithfully and devotedly along for this beautiful ride as Christian's journey is still being written.