1 Week Later...

One week ago at this time, we were enjoying a lovely meal cooked by volunteers at the Ronald McDonald House. It was the beginning of one of the more difficult weeks of our lives thus far, and we are amazed today at how far Simon has already come. He is getting back to his playful self, but he still takes it easy. I think that too much action makes him a little woozy. Truthfully, we are very thankful that he has not returned to his old self yet. He has at least a week to go with the stitches in his head. On August 3, we have the follow-up appointment in Orlando at the neurosurgeon's office and should find out if he is clear to return to life as usual. In the meantime, Simon does not seem to have a full awareness of what has happened. He is proud of his new haircut and keeps stroking the top of his head. We got him a fish as a get-well present. It is a red betta in a 3-gallon tank, now named Mr. Red Fish. I am not sure if Simon has grasped the significance of the gift, but we enjoy watching him enjoy the fish. In about a month, we plan to have a party in celebration of him making it through this ordeal like a champ. For now, I am enjoying the time at home with him and not really wanting to go out much. A week ago, I was looking at my baby and wondering if our time with him could possibly be too short. Now, I am looking at him and thankful that we are still all together. All of these moments are to be treasured.