Thursday, September 1, 2011
First Official Day in Rehab
Here is a pic of Levi getting all geared up for his physical therapy. I wish his enthusiasm for getting dressed lasted through to his therapy. The little guy just hates it and it's hard to see him get so upset and dislike these therapists so much. They keep trying to offer him toys as peace offerings and he has absolutely no interest in them and just swats them away. I know that he will eventually warm up to them, but in the mean time it's hard to watch.
Today Levi got "discharged" from the hospital and "re-admitted" to Rehab. In reality, all that meant for us is that I had to sign some more papers and we had to weight and measure him.
Speaking of weighing him. My baby now weights just over 30 lbs, that's up 5-6 lbs from when we were admitted. When I try to lift him, he feels like he weights even more than that.
Tomorrow we are gearing up for a big event . . . a bath! Should be interesting. He used to love baths, so I hope he'll enjoy it, but I feel doubtful that he will.
Working with the therapists has made our days more interesting, but the more I talk with them the more I realize that I have a child with serious brain trauma and a long, unpredictable road ahead. I can't tell if I am living in denial or just choosing to think about the potential rather than the current reality.
Let's hope and pray his therapy goes a little bit better tomorrow!