Avocado!

Tonight, Isaac ate a half of an avocado. woo hoo. he seemed pretty delighted in picking up the slimy little pieces with his hands. it's such a great calory-rich food.

i think he's doing pretty well. i dont' think he's working quite as hard to breathe. he has enough energy to get pissed off at the nurses for sticking things on him, in him, about him. i like that. he can roll over now, and he can stay sitting up for a long time. he can't yet sit up on his own from a laying down position. and he doesn't seem to want to stand on his legs at all even with lots of support. and his voice is still muted.

tomorrow they're doing a CT scan and they want to do a barium swallow as well. it's just my opinion but i'm skepitical of the usefulness of the latter test. but i guess they want to do it so they can see how isaac's eating and to see if he's aspirating any. i've been objecting to the therapists and resident doctors who all explain to me the purpose and gently acknowledge what i'm saying ("oh yes, i hear what you are saying, and you are just so right to speak up" blah blah )... and i gotta say i find it a little frustrating. it seems to me that the mucos in his throat gathers when he eats is because he's being given milk-based drinks! anyway, i guess we'll see what happens.

i met a woman today who is here in portland to visit her 26 year old son whose heart stopped 2 or 3 times on the way to the hospital after a motorcycle accident. she said no matter if the kid's 1 or 26 these situations sure are intense. no doubt. it was sorta interesting relating to another woman in this way.

well, ok, then. onward and upward. as a man most dear to my heart says quite often: the best is yet to come.

:-)