The fires are finally contained, my friends are safe and back in their homes, our mountain landscape has regretably changed, but we are so appreciative to the hard working fire fighters that saved so much of our land and structures. It was an emotional couple of weeks for our valley. Emotions that were comparative to how Chris and I have felt for 3 years.
It's September and Labor Day weekend is over. School starts tomorrow after a week's delay. I always feel strange when Jess goes back to school. It is hard to let him out of my sight. I know he will be just fine and probably enjoys getting away from our constant attention to his every need. I'm sure he will enjoy listening to the kids talk about all the things that happened in their lives over the summer. Just being around young energy is a wonderful thing for him. I don't know what we will do next year. I guess no one knows what they will do next year. Life can change in an instant.
We did hear from the Cleveland Clinic. Jess is one of 34 chosen to be evaluated for the brain stimulation surgery. I have to send in all of his medical records which luckily I have on CD's because of our lawsuit. We are a little nervous about the surgery but will go through all the steps to see if Jess could benefit from it. Here is a statement I found from Dr. Rezai the head surgeon:
"According to Rezai, the procedure requires much more precision when used for people in a minimally conscious state. You have to target specific parts of the brain with millimeter precision using various computer-generated brain maps and physiological mapping," he explained."
Everyday I still think this is all a strange nightmare and I'm sure I will wake up and see Jess getting ready to go back to college, laughing, running outside to shoot a few baskets, sitting in front of his computer chatting with his friends or raiding the refrigerator at all hours of the night. It is still so hard to believe this is real. You would think after 3 years it would get a little easier.
We have a conference call with the Elks therapists in Boise this week. They will give us recommendations for things that might help Jess communicate better, I hope. Now that the hospital is opened again, I think we can schedule a time to have Jess' widom teeth removed. He will have to stay in the hospital to make sure he doesn't aspirate. We will be glad when that surgery is over.
Until next time...good-night!
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Pam - I am so grateful for the time to visit with you and Aunt Dorothy last night. It's been way too long. My memories of our youth and the time we spent together are still very important to me. Every time I iron a man's shirt I remember learning technic from you when you were ironing your brothers shirts. Isn't that a silly memory! Our lives have gone many different directions, but my heart still cares about you and your struggles. Thanks for sharing with me. Love, Janice
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