Fried Necklace - Back Together Again

It's been a while since I last posted. Life gets busy, which is an understatement for this family. Most of that busy-ness is self-inflcted and keeps us out of trouble, mostly. As I am writing this, I am sitting in the Starbucks in the River section of Seattle Children's...feels so reminiscent of 7 years ago when we were living here. I "earned" my Starbucks Gold Card here because every morning we would shuffle down here for coffee and breakfast...eventually in our PJ's because who cared anymore (except that was the 1 time I saw Russell Wilson and Ciara - pj clad and unbrushed hair!). 

We are here today for another surgery. Alistair is having a baclofen pump inserted into his abdomen and then a catheter fed up into his c-spine area where the medication will be dosed directly into his blood stream, targeting his upper body dystonia and spacticity. This is something he deals with as a result of the brain injury he sustained during his heart surgery 7 years ago. He has been taking oral meds since then, but has topped out. Though the medication is effective, it isn't as effective as it could be and the dose he needs is no longer safe orally. By doing this pump and inserting it directly into his blood stream, he will not get the peaks and troughs of oral medication and the room for microdosing to keep him at a comfortable and effective level is huge. Dystonia and Spacticity effects muscle movement and can cause involuntary movement, stiffness and delayed function. He gets stiff throughout his arms, hands, back and face when the meds wear off, especially if he is tired (legs too, but not as much). 

Alistair had a minor surgery last December to address a tone issue in his leg. He was spending too much time walking on the ball of his right foot, not getting his heal down. We would remind him constantly, "get your heel down!" and he would stomp his whole foot on the floor and shoot us a look. Finally we went and chatted with his doctor and she agreed that having a conversation with an orthopedic surgeon may not be a bad idea. We met with Dr. Shroeder and she examined him, put him through the rigors of stretching, walking, running, etc and agreed that no matter how much stretching he did, it was never going to loosen up and that intervention was needed. He ended up having a minor procedure that included an incision in the back of his calf that would loosen up the fascia and then he was casted with his foot bent at slightly more than 90 degrees for 6 weeks while the fascia heeled. He now wears an AFO (ankle foot orthotic) all day (including for lacrosse) and a stretching boot when he sleeps. It has done wonders for his mobility. He is able to keep up with others walking and doesn't lag behind. His power to have more explosive moves in the goal has really improved his performance and he is a little quicker with a bit more speed when he runs. We are hoping this baclofen pump will provide him with even more positive results and that he will benefit from this in similar ways. 

But why 6 days from Christmas you ask? Well, if you know our family and you KNOW Alistair, it all boils down to lacrosse! Season officially starts 2/28. In order for him to have the procedure, get the dosing dialed in and be completely healed to be able to participate in sports again, we had to work backwards from 2/28 and that was now. We also didn't want him to miss any school as he is taking AP US History this year and it is hard to miss multiple days of that class. Alistair was extremely clear with the surgeon that if he couldn't play lacrosse with this pump, he had no interest in doing it, at least until high school was over. The surgeon told him, "once you heal, I don't care what you do! You'll be fine!" We got him some rib pads to wear over the area, just as an additional layer of padding. 

Seth is planning to stay with Alistair tonight and possibly tomorrow night, depending on how things are going. They have a very high census here with lots of sick (RSV, flu) patients, so anyone they can get out sooner and not risk them getting sick, the better. And of course there is snow falling and threatening to blizzard (or not, depending on which hour of the day you look at the forecast!), so getting everyone home and not having to worry about it would be good too. But, we don't want to rush any of that if it is better to be here and healing a bit more first.

Alistair is such an inspiration and constant source of warmth and laughter. He is an amazing kid and just continues to move forward, despite whatever obstacles life wants to throw at him. He just laughs in their general direction and just veers one way or another and then continues on in the direction he is going.

Survey This!

When I started this blog...I wasn't sure the intention beyond the surgery and recovery. Of course at the time I started it, the recovery was only a few months. And it was going to focus on Alistair's recovery, not all of our recoveries! But here we are, 5 years and change later. This year's anniversary came and went. With Covid-19 happening, being quarantined to our house, bringing a new puppy, Luna, into our home, after losing Piper in December, and getting used to our new house we moved into in January - we had so much going on, we hardly knew what day it was.

                                     

What prompted this post was some mail I went and grabbed from our tenants living in our old house which is now our rental. The only reason I went to get it instead of asking them to recycle it was to change the mailing address because I knew there would be more mailed in the future. It was from the Mayo Clinic. Each year they send a survey asking how your child is doing post heart surgery. It is 8 pages and every question starts with "Post discharge from your child's cardiac surgery (date provided on front page)." Each question ends with topics like activity levels, symptoms, procedures, medications, etc. I don't know if I have ever filled one out and sent it back. I find it hard to compartmentalize the cardiac surgery from the rest of the what happened. Yes my son has normal activity levels compared to kids his age because after he almost died after his heart surgery, suffering an hypoxic brain injury and had to spend months in the hospital in intensive rehab followed by years in OT/PT appointments, he is able to be normally active. There isn't room for that response. I feel like all my responses, for the most part, need to have an asterisk next to them. The most heartbreaking and jarring part is the cover letter they send, specifically the box at the bottom. It is sobering to realize how things could have been so much different and that it is common enough to include it on the cover sheet. 

It certainly makes one grateful for what you have, even if it wasn't how you expected it to be. And we are so grateful for Alistair. He continues to be an amazing kid who still has the best attitude whether it is in the face of adversity or just because. He expresses his displeasure with things, but it is more of a "I don't like this, but I understand why it is that way" more than just being upset about it. He is getting braces put on in about a week or so and had to get two adult teeth removed earlier this week. He isn't happy about the braces and wasn't thrilled at having a jack o' lantern smile for a bit, but he opted to do it now instead of wait to get it over with. And then he moved on. He wishes school was in person but understands why it isn't. He came down the other day and told me that it was actually kind of fun to do school this way and that he thinks it will work just fine until they can go back. He is a silver lining kid!

4 years has passed

We sent the kids off to Camp Colman on Sunday. A week away from Mom and Dad, a week long break FOR Mom and Dad. It was needed...everyone needs to reset once in a while. Plus they both love going to camp, as much as they gripe and get anxious right before they leave. I miss them, but not enough to NOT send them. I love that they get this experience, it is character building and gives them a sense of independence that is sometimes hard to give at home. 

As I was blissfully enjoying the QUIET of no iPad movies or Destiny wars going on this morning, I sat down to my computer to check emails and get to work. I clicked on Facebook to see what has happened in the last 18 hours and saw a memory. Usually memories are fond and fun. The other day was a photo of Gillian from Cape Cod 9 years ago. Our smiley little blond sprite throwing her hands in the air...such a cute photo. Sometimes they make me a little sad because in that example I will never see THAT version of her anymore, but mostly they make me smile and feel warm with memories. Today's memory was this:

Conversation between Seth and Alistair while waiting: "So when I have metal in my chest, I won't be able to get x-rays anymore?" "Well, cannibals will have to slow cook you instead of microwave you, but you can still have x-rays." Laughter ensued.

This was while we were getting the pre-surgery work-up stuff done 2 days before Alistair's surgery. Now, this is a typical conversation between Seth and Alistair...absurdity and humor to answer a question. In and of itself, it is funny. But then it dawned on me what the date was and why he was asking and my heart sunk. 4 years out and the memory of the whole experience hits me like a wall of bricks and shakes me to my core. Oh how I wish we could go back to that day and say, "let's wait!!" I don't know if it would have made a difference. We could have had the same results a year later. But we don't know and never will. Everything just comes flooding back and I feel like I want to vomit. All the waiting and unknowns, the helplessness and the anger, the crying and the stress. Oh the stress! They say time heals all wounds...there has not been enough time. I briefly glanced at some of the blog posts and I remember everything vividly. You think you are over something, but it is amazing how quickly a couple of sentences can send it all rocketing forward and slamming it into the back of your head as if you just slammed on the brakes in your car and everything in your backseat flies into the front. 

I am not here to dredge up the past. I really want to celebrate the fact that we are 4 years out and Alistair is off at camp for a week after having another full season of lacrosse, dropped his para midway through his 7th grade year of school, finished another year (his final one) of playing the trombone and continues to heal and improve from all he experienced 4 years ago. He is one cool kid who is fiercely independent, kind and sweet, polite and sympathetic, funny and smart and passionate about life. We are so lucky to have him and call him ours.

I am not sure I will ever fully recover. Maybe one day the ache in my heart will be less, but the memories of that time in our lives are still pretty raw. As world renowned as the Mayo Clinic is...if I never have to set foot in that hospital again, it will be too soon. The best memory of that place is climbing into the front seat of the ambulance that took us to the airfield where a leer jet from Airlift Northwest was waiting to fly us home. 

3 years...getting further away

This past week we took a vacation to Montana and Yellowstone. We traveled by car, were joined by my parents and stayed in my cousin's vacation home in Pray, MT. It was a wonderful week full of new adventures and outings and giving the kids a new outlook on the magnitude of nature and the world we live in. As we were driving home, kids plugged into their iPads and Seth reading his book, I began to think about the time of year and then the date and then it dawned on me, we passed our 3 year mark without a thought! July 10th had come and gone and we didn't think anything different about it. It's not that we don't think about it anymore, but the reminders of it have become less painful and less sharp in our minds. Every time Alistair has his shirt off, we see his cardiac surgery scar. It used to give me a pit in my stomach, but now it is just part of him. He isn't 100% better and who knows if he will ever be. We have had so many people over the years tell us about someone they know who had a similar event happen to them and had this long recovery process and now you would never know anything was different. I hang on to that for Alistair, but also realize that it may not be the case for him. But I also have to believe that as he gets older, bigger and stronger some of this will be able to be overcome or may not be as big of a deal for him. He still has his fine motor skills struggles, still has a para at school and all that. His face is still tight and occasionally hinders his intelligibility, especially when he is tired. Still seems to be the theme. No matter what we do, it is still.

Wild Horses Monument in Vantage, WA

The most annoying part of it all is that we have no idea when it will be better, maybe it won't be or maybe it will be in 3 months. There is no telling. Just when we think we have experienced everything we think could be affected by this, something else jumps up and rears it's ugly head. We have discovered that because of the tightness in his lower jaw and chin, his lower teeth are being pushed back and are beginning to point toward the back of his throat. His orthodontist has placed a metal bar behind his teeth to keep them from further movement until his whole mouth is ready for braces. But unless that dystonia in his face goes away, that will always be a problem. The latest thing we discovered is having a para in school is hindering his learning in some ways. Math was a challenge this year. He struggled off and on throughout the year. He has always been bad with his math facts, but for the most part gets the concepts. He was hovering around a C+ at the end of the year and had a retake to do. His teacher said if he aced it, he could pull his grade up to a B-. Well we worked and studied and did problems for 2 1/2 days and lo and behold he did it! Upon meeting with his teacher and strategizing for next year for his next teacher and para, she mentioned that because he can't take his own notes and his para does it for him, there is no reason for him to pay attention. The onus is on him to do it regardless, but it never occurred to me that he would totally tune out. So that was annoying. Here I thought having a para and having to talk through everything to be written down would give him a leg up when in actuality it was hindering his learning ability. We have come up with some ideas as to how we can work with this next year as I don't think there is any end in site for needing a para. He does have an iPad for school, but he isn't so quick on it that he can rely on that for notes.

Tacoma Rainiers game on Father's Day

We have fallen off the therapy wagon. At some point he didn't really seem to need PT, in our minds. Speech is only in school and we had a whole thing happen with his OT that left us therapist-less and having to find another which just became too hard and convoluted - they are hard to come by and I refuse to make him miss school for it. Plus lacrosse season began and that was enough time during the week and weekends to not allow much else, and it was providing quite a bit of activity and movement. We also kind of cooled on going back to see Dr. Apkon. The last few visits have been the same. She does a full physical check-up on him, has him run up and down the halls, asks him a bunch of questions, we discuss medication and changing anything and then she says to stretch his heel cords more. Well we have been stretching his heel cords since he was 2. He plays lacrosse, walks home from school 4 days a week, rides his bike and other active things - I don't think his heel cords are the issue. We deeply respect Dr. Apkon, but even she has said she has exhausted her bag of tricks as far as medications and therapies go. There is always botox to loosen stiff and toned areas, but otherwise I am not feeling like there is much more to go. We started looking into alternative therapies for his face and hands. Alistair is now doing acupuncture and has had 2 appointments. We have 4 more to go before we make any determinations. In addition, his PT with Brian has shifted to focus on his head and neck. Brian is doing some strengthening exercises with his neck and jaw as well as some deep tissue massage on his cheeks and chin. He has only done it once so far, Alistair said it kind of hurt but he didn't say anything because he knew it would be more intense! :) We have another appointment with Dr. Apkon in October once we have done these other therapies to see what, if any, differences there are.

Snow shoeing Icicle Creek area outside of Leavenworth with the O'Briens

Cardiac-wise Alistair is doing great! The blood pressure medication is doing its job to help his heart recover. Dr. Lewin continues to be pleased with how Alistair is doing and and recovering. While running errands a few months ago, I ran into a woman who had a fairly fresh looking cardiac scar. In commented on it only because I was going to tell her I admired her for not hiding it. She was wearing a v-neck shirt and the top inch of it showed. We got talking about her surgery and I mentioned my son had surgery. I asked her what her heart condition was and she said Ebstein's Anomaly. Turns out she also had the Cone Procedure at Mayo Clinic with Dr. Dearani only 7 months after Alistair. That was so trippy. Alistair was hanging in the car with Seth, so I texted Seth and had them come in to meet her. It was really cool and she was tickled to meet someone else with the same condition...only 3% of people with heart conditions have Ebstein's.

The kid's first overnight hike to Baker Lake with Levi and his Dad last summer

There is always something to complain about, but overall things are great. Alistair continues to grow and mature. He grew 3 inches over the last year and is just barely 5 feet tall now. He is one year away from being an official teenager. So far he continues to be a sweet, considerate, kind kid with a big heart.

Virgin Bloody Mary - Alistair is the king of almost being an adult!!

In a few weeks, Alistair, Levi and Gillian embark on another year at Camp Colman. Alistair has expressed interest in becoming a Counselor in Training someday! I am not sure what age that begins, but that would be a great experience!! Next year they are talking about going for 2 weeks straight...one can dream!

2 Years...

New bike for his birthday! Has hydraulic hand brakes which require very little hand strength to engage!

Today marks 2 years since Alistair's surgery, 2 years since our lives made a hard left and tumbled over the jagged rocks, swerved around the blind corners, dropped us into canyons and made us climb giant hills. We are finally beginning to feel like we are getting back on track, but still not quite on the main drag. Here is the post from that day here.

Had a great season as goalie. Currently taking private goalie lessons to be ready for next year!

I don't want to think about it too much as that day was traumatic on so many levels. Just the idea of sending our child back into the hands of strangers was hard enough. But to not see him again for HOURS and then to have him back changed in ways we never would have even imagined...well, I would have hauled him out of the hospital before his surgery, loopy on versed, in a heartbeat if we had known what lay ahead.

Nerf guns...so many Nerf guns!

It comes and goes, the guilt and the sadness of everything. For the most part we have come to accept that this is how our lives are now. For all intents and purposes, Alistair is doing great. I would say his recovery is at 85-90%. He is still struggling with fine motor skills as his hands, expecially his right, just don't want to get on board with the rest of his body and recover. He is still doing OT once a week and we try as much as possible to make him do as much of something himself before we help. Alistair just got done participating in the Northshore Summer Music Program (band camp) and along with working more on playing his trombone and learning to play and march for the Bothell 4th of July parade, they had elective classes they got to take. He ended up with xylophones and guitar and ukelele. This past Friday, parents attended and were treated to a concert, where Alistair had an improve solo with his rhythm and blues group (there were about 10 of them that got up and did a little improve) as well as went to their electives classes with them and listen to the music they had learned. First was his guitar and ukelele class. As soon as they started playing, my heart sank and I got so simultaneously angry and sad. Alistair was sitting on the floor with this guitar, not able to really wrap his hand around the neck or place any fingers on the strings and couldn't do anything but use his pointer finger nail to strum the strings (couldn't make a fist and use his thumb). I felt so bad for him. The saving grace, which is always the case, is that he wasn't bothered by it, was happily (and sometimes loudly) singing along and came over to show Gillian and I the guitar and what he had learned. I asked him if anyone offered him a pick and he said no. I asked him if anyone had any other alternative solutions for him, he said no, they didn't have enough time to do anything with him. I get that, I do. They only had 8 days and had to learn music to perform and they didn't have copious amounts of staff. BUT, I wish someone had watched him for 2 minutes and decided perhaps this wasn't a good fit for him and moved him to another elective that didn't require such dexterity.

Alistair, Gillian, Cooper and Bennett going to Art day camp together this week! 

Alistair has a great outlook on things and doesn't seem to get upset or bothered by everything. But he has his moments. This past Saturday, Alistair had PT with Brian. When they were finishing up, Alistair mentioned to Seth and Brian he wanted to be done with PT. Brian asked him if he was done with him and/or didn't want to come anymore. Alistair said he wanted to be done because he wanted to be normal...to which Seth replied he isn't and has never been normal! :) That made him laugh and they moved on quickly. Aistair is moving on to middle school next year and I think he is becoming more and more aware of his needs and how they aren't "normal" and doesn't want to be seen as special to his friends and, gulp, girls!! He actually told his para he didn't want her to be with him next year because he was afraid she would cramp his style with the ladies!! Dora told him she would walk behind him a few steps so they weren't seen together! Unfortunately Dora won't be with him next year, but he will have someone! I don't think they will follow Alistair everywhere, so he shouldn't have his style cramped too much. 

Last Day of School...soon to be 6th grader and 3rd grader!

Alistair got great check-ups with ALL his doctors. Dr. Lewin said his heart is looking good and was pleased to hear how active he has been with all the lacrosse. Dr. Apkon said she felt he had improved tremendously in his movement and flexibility since December. Dr. Anderson said he was growing great and is trending on the growth curves appropriately. Can't complain about much of that!

All of that said, life is good. We all have our health and it is summer and we are enjoying it! We don't have a ton of plans on the weekends, so we have made a list of day trips and places we want to visit. We intend to cross a majority off by September or October. The kids are adventurous and like to see new things. One of their dreams is to go to Idaho (I know, exciting!!). I think it is because they are known for their potatoes. Well their dreams will be fulfilled in a few weeks when we spend the weekend in Kellogg, ID! We will see the gold mines, ride the world's longest gondola (3.1 miles!) and play at the water park.

Birthday cake (adds up to 11) made by Grandma - Boston Creme Pie!

We won't mark this anniversary forever. Some day it will all just be a bad memory. But for now, it serves as a reminder that life can change in an instant and you never know what you can handle until you have to. We are stronger than we think and family is what binds that strength together, lifts us all up and carries us through. We are so blessed to have such wonderful family and friends who continue to do this for us! Thank you!

Alistair doing an obstacle course at PT!

Start and Stop and Start Again!

Alistair in Disneyland in April!

 "Happy New Year! 2017...wow, it's been a while! It is amazing to think midway through this year we will be 2 years out from our inital journey and the reason for this blog. Today has been a weird day. I got onto Facebook this morning and was doing my usual scrolling, skipping all the annoying news stories and politics and seeing what people have been up to in the last 15 hours. I came upon a post from the Mayo Clinic - Ebstein's Anomaly page. It was a video of a conversation/interview between Dr. Dearani (Alistair's surgeon) and another member of the Cardiology team. They discuss in depth about Ebstein's Anomaly. "

Enjoying Lake Winnepasaukee in July 

I sat down to write that on News Year's Day...and then got pulled away yet again. I don't know how many times I have thought about updating this blog, thinking I needed to let people know about something or just plain feeling guilty about leaving everyone hanging on and providing nothing! On the one hand, time is flying by and there seems to be less and less time to do things. On the other hand...we are doing things!! Alistair still has therapies and still struggles with fine motor skills, especially in his arms and hands, but we haven't let that stop us!

Alistair and Gillian at Camp Colam in August

Where to begin...well, let me finish my thought on the first paragraph. That video and a subsequent posting by the page caused me to feel anxious and took my breath away. I watched a bit of the video and had to stop because hearing his voice was making my heart race. Seth wouldn't even entertain the thought of watching it. Yesterday, we were driving by Children's and saw a couple cross the street, wearing their orange parent lanyards, going for a walk to get some fresh air and a break from the hospital (or at least that is what we inferred). Neither of us said anything about them as we drove by, but then Seth said, "I feel..." and before he could answer I said, "sick to your stomach?" And he concurred. We are almost 2 years out from that whole ordeal and it is amazing how something so small and unimportant as an orange lanyard can bring it all back in a sudden tidal wave of memories and feelings. 

Alistair went flying with our neighbor in July!

Today is Alistair's 11th birthday! 11 years old! I posted on Instagram and Facebook and spoke about the day he was born, the day it all started. I said, "never one to keep things boring, we set off on this adventure in a whirlwind." That morning was already chaotic in my mind. I was heading out to my appointment and then was meeting Carolyn at Costco. I had to buy all the food and drinks for my office's Open House that night. I asked Carolyn to help me because I wasn't allowed to lift anything, so I needed help with all the cases of drinks I was buying...plus the company is always appreciated! 

Thanksgiving at the ocean - camping!

I got to my doctor's appointment and got set-up in the room for a non-stress test. I pulled up my shirt, they placed a strap around my middle and turned on the machine to listen for the baby to move while I got "comfortable" on the table. After about 5 minutes and no movement, I was instructed to roll to one side...then to the other side...then back to my back. The nurse placed an alarm clock on my stomach and set it off, prodded my stomach a bit. Nothing...no response from the tenent! She left the room with the paper read out. She came back about 2 minutes later and with a huge smile and happy, shiny eyes she said, "You are going to meet your son today!!!!!!" I just looked at her and burst into tears! "I can't, I have to get food for work! I don't have anything packed! Sadie is home by herself! Seth is at work!" She grabbed my arms, got about 6 inches from my face and said, "none of that matters now!" Then she had me go down the hall to the sonographer's room to have an ultrasound to confirm that Alistair was done being inside. In the meantime they called Seth, who made a new land speed record across 520 and up 405, and was there by the time I was done with the ultrasound. We sat with the doctor who explained to us that Alistair was safe, but needed to come out. He wasn't going to tolerate being inside for much longer. They instructed us to walk across the courtyard to the hospital and get checked in. We did so and got right into a room. The first thing they did was put a monitor on my stomach and then were working away at getting an IV started so they could get me started on petocin. The midwife grabbed the read out of the fetal monitor and left the room. Then she came back pretty quick, announced that Alistair wasn't going to tolerate waiting for me to dialte to give birth and started about preparing me for an emergency c-section. I walked to the OR. I looked down the hall as I left my room and saw my parents sitting there. They also made new land speed records from Tacoma. They waved and wished us luck! 

Alistair plays goalie for the Inglemoor Vikings

Alistair was born with little excitement, other than it being 4 weeks early! We knew he had a heart condition 20 weeks into the pregnancy and knew the plan when he was born.  Once they did all the necessary first minutes tests in the OR, they took him to the NICU (Seth followed) to continue with the more in-depth tests and to get him ready to be transferred to Children's.  I was brought back to my room where my parents were waiting. I don't honestly remember much after that, but do remember when the transfer team brought Alistair in his little travel isolette to my room so I could see him before they left. 

In the year since I last posted, Alistair has made great gains in his recovery. He is down to PT every 3 weeks, due in a large part to the strength and endurance he has built playing lacrosse this year! He no longer has speech therapy outside of school and the little bit he has in school is enough to help tool the little things. He still has OT both in and out of school weekly. He still cannot write well enough, or long enough, to do it alone. His hands get tired quickly. He still has his para at school. We are hoping he can regain enough strength and stamina to not need a para next year in middle school, but that is yet to be seen! He sees Dr. Apkon on Thursday. He is beginning to posture a bit again, especially with his right arm. But, unlike last year, he can overcome it on his own and it isn't taking over. However, I would like to not see that!

Heart-wise, he is doing great! His heart is still recovering from the years of overwork it did. At his last appointment in December, Dr. Lewin put Alistair on a blood pressure medicine to give his heart a little break and help with blood flow. He sees Dr. Lewin later this month. It will be interesting to see if that has helped at all. 

We have finally started to see some benefits to why we did all of this in the first place. Like I mentioned before, Alistair is playing lacrosse this year. He seems to have more energy and interest in being active. While he still doesn't move that fast, he gets out there and moves and runs. We got him a new bike for his birthday yesterday. He was riding it back and forth to the park with the neighbor kids...the exact thing I was lamenting he didn't want to do 2 years ago because it made him tired! It is really nice to see this. It has been so hard to feel good about making this decision having to deal with the huge and unplanned toll it took on our family. 

Life is good and life is busy! School is almost out and summer is upon us. We are looking forward to a summer full of camps, camping and weekend adventures! With a few appointments upon us, I will be sure to check-in...I promise!

What a Difference a Year Makes!

Excited Campers!

5th year for these two!

We are in the thick of August right now when the bulk of our Rehab time was spent last year. Every day I find myself wondering what we were doing a year ago. Yesterday was a particularily poignant day for me. We took Alistair and Gillian and Alistair's buddy Levi to Camp Colman to drop them off for a week-long camp. They will be home next Saturday. This is Alistair and Levi's 5th year going and Gillian's 1st. They were all very excited and the camp staff was excited to see Alistair back after everything he has been through. As we sat there in the car waiting to be waived through to park and check-in, I glanced at the blog to see what was happening a year ago...

Alistair and some buds at camp showing off their swim bands

A year ago we took Alistair out for his first outing to U Village where he got to buy some team wear (he went with Sonics) and then bought some groceries to have a football party in his room for the Seahawks first pre-season game. I remember the process of having to pack his backpack with drink supplies (thickener for his drinks, straw, special cup), extra clothes and bathrom supplies. We had to find the right head rest for his wheel chair so he could safely ride in the car and have his neck supported when he got tired. Then we had to sign paperwork to check him out of the hospital for an hour or so. Once down to the van, we had to load him in the back, strap his chair down and find ADA parking at U Village. Everything was a process. It was a good day because we got to take him somewhere away from the hospital, but I remember feeling overwhelmed and wishing and hoping that we weren't facing this as our own permanent reality. 

What a difference a year makes!

Hennessey Island ready to take on the tide!

One happy family enjoying the fun in the sun!

Factory 5 Racing Car Kit Factory

Alistair and Uncle Ed taking us on our afternoon cruise!

Enjoying one of many nights of Cape Cod League Baseball

Alistair is doing really well. We had a phenomonal vacation back east. We were gone for 3 weeks and never missed home! We all had a great time relaxing, playing and enjoying friends and family. I don't know if it was the environment, the change of scenery and routine or if he is just in another upward trajectory again, but Alistair seems to be making huge improvements. There was a very noticeable difference between when we landed on July 17th and when we left on August 6th, He is trying to write and draw again, he is throwing a ball better, he is doing more with his right hand and he is slowly requiring less help with things. 

Drawing an airplane!!

Museum of Flight outing

Alistair getting ready go Up, Up and Away!

I asked him if he felt different, if things were getting easier for him. He said yes, he thought so. We found out he is going to have Dora, his para from last year, again this year. We are very excited about that, but he was slightly indignant about it, "I don't need a para! I can write!" Well, he may not need her all year, but I think a few more months at least! 

This past weekend Alistair got to go flying with our neighbor. He took him up in his plane and they went out for about 90 minutes. Alistair LOVED it and it looking forward to getting to go again sometime! Thank you, Tim, for your kindness and generosity!