...The sun'll come out...Tomorrow...

Cherokee County Schools are out this week for Fall Break and Wildwood was cancelled yesterday because of the aftermath of the tsunami of 2009...

Needless to say, we've been going nuts being cooped up in this house all week.


On Monday, we drove around and did a little sightseeing...

Just outside of a neighborhood.

A house inside that neighborhood.

Someone's yard off Woodstock Road.

Woodstock Road. No one could cross this. Not even Justin's tank.

This is the road that leads to Justin's mom's house. She abandoned her car and WALKED across this thing! Superwoman.
Hunt Road. We watch a woman in her little Geo inch her way across this thing. The water came to her door! We seriously thought we were about to have to go into rescue mode! But she made it.

Hell1No1

In doing some research about the Swine Flu, I've come across some frightening news...

Almost two-thirds of the children who died with swine flu had epilepsy, cerebral palsy or other neurodevelopmental conditions.

www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32674615/ns/health-swine_flu/

...And those with underlying health problems, such as cerebral palsy, muscular dystrophy and neurodevelopmental disorders, are at the highest risk and should be among the first to be vaccinated against the new virus, according to the report in the Centers for Disease Control...

http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-sci-swine-flu4-2009sep04,0,2093906.story

One high-risk condition particularly hits children hard: All six Arizona children, ages 18 and younger, who have died of swine flu had cerebral palsy, which refers to disorders that permanently affect body movement and muscle coordination.

http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2009/09/10/20090910flu0910.html

Georgia is one of two states - along with Alaska - reporting widespread flu activity. And a new CDC report indicates children are being particularly hard-hit by the H1N1 bug...While nearly 70% of those children had at least one "high-risk" medical condition -- that increased their risk of complications. The most common conditions were developmental delay, epilepsy and cerebral palsy.

http://www.myfoxatlanta.com/dpp/news/CDC_Children_Hard_Hit_by_Swine_Flu_090309

Ummm...Holy Scared. When all the talk about this 'epidemic' began, I was skeptical about its actual severity (drug company conspiracy) and thought the CDC was being overly dramatic. And, already being sort of wary of vaccinations, I was especially against injecting Davis with something so new, not knowing what side effects it could cause. But NOW...Which is worse? A vaccine (or vaccines???) that's been rushed into production with limited testing? Or the risk of Davis contracting the virus? I know one thing...I'll be stocking up on hand sanitizer and you can bet I'll be psycho about it until I make a decision.

http://articles.latimes.com/2009/apr/27/science/sci-swine-history27

The Joys of Raising a Boy

Davis had his first Challanger T-Ball Game on Saturday morning. It's a special needs team that gets together at a field in Canton every Saturday morning. It's so wonderful that things like this exist for sports fanatics like Davis to participate in. It was so exciting and Davis LOVED it! He was so upset when we left and talked about it the rest of the day! I was fighting back tears while he ran to first. We're going to get him his own baseball bat because the one they had was way too heavy for him. And he'll have his walker to help him run the bases too.

And sorry, Dad, for sending you home too soon! But there will be plenty more games for you to watch! Best 'Pa' EVER!

"Spazz"ticity Clinic

Davis had an appointment with the Spasticity Clinic at Scottish Rite on Wednesday.

We were trapped in an exam room for 2 hours while doctors, their teams, therapists, social workers, etc. came in and out sporadically.

They watched Davis stand and walk and did a lot of stretching.

The Botox doctor said he didn't think Davis was a good candidate for injections. He's mostly tight in his hamstrings and would probably become too weak and lose most of his ability to stand and walk. Maybe when he gets walking down pat, they'll reconsider.

One doctor thought that, in a couple years, Davis would really do well from the Selective Dorsal Rhizotomy Procedure. "He's the perfect candidate."

Isolated muscle strengthening, combined with balancing, seemed to be the common theme amongst the therapists.

X-Rays showed that his hips look great...so the "W" sitting isn't so damaging, afterall.

Most of the doctors were very against cutting Davis' braces down and putting him in the Swash, but they obviously didn't get to see how well it corrected his internal rotation since he doesn't have his own yet. I've come accustomed to differing opinions on how to help Davis. And I ultimately trust his PT over anyone else right now.

So, the overall experience was pretty good.

I'm back on the knitting kick again...It's going to be a Christmas Stocking. I plan to make one for all 3 of us...(Pay no mind to the filangies and foot. The top of it keeps curling.)

269.28

That's how many miles, per week, that I drive Davis around for school and therapy. Wow. Hi, my name is Andrea. I'm a stay-at-home mother of a wonderful 3 year old. Oh! And I'm a taxi driver. A free taxi driver. But, my passenger does provide me with an abundance of entertainment...

At Jake's First Birthday Party on Sunday...

At the pool on Monday...

The Magic SWASH

Davis and I met with his PT and Orthotist yesterday to try out the SWASH. It immediately corrected his internal rotation. His legs stayed straight and faced forward the whole time! The orthotist was even amazed! So, we've ordered one of those and we're going to cut his AFO's so that he only has a brace from his toes to his ankles. Davis is such a work-in-progress, but we're getting there!

Hope everyone has a fun and safe Labor Day Weekend!!!

Into The Wild

Friday night, we went to this beautiful wedding at the Glendalough Manor in Tyrone.



This weekend I was a 4-wheeling, gun shooting, fishing, s'mores eating 'neck. Justin, Brother, some other boys, and myself all went camping this weekend at Justin's dad's land. It was fun, although I was yearning for some estrogen around me. Justin's dad and stepmom watched Davis, but Steve brought him out there for a little while.

The biggest hornets' nest I've ever seen...

Oh, and we decided that we hate Davis' new leg braces. His new PT (who I LOVE, by the way) thinks he needs a brace that just covers the heel and ankle. She also wants to try something called a SWASH. The SWASH will hopefully help with his weak hip muscles and decrease some of his internal rotation. I love how, after just 2 weeks of working with Davis, she's so eager to try new things and REALLY wants to help fix his problems.

The SWASH. It'll wrap around his waist and just above his knees.

The brace. The blue part is the only thing he'll have to wear. And it's so flimsy that you can crumble it in your hands.

Davis' first day of Wildwood Preschool was this morning. He was so excited to see Max and Elijah again!

News Worthy

Davis made an appearance on one of the Conductive Ed's Newsletter pages. Bottom left.

Justin and I spent our anniversary dinner at Kani Steakhouse...Mmmm, Mmmm. We had the entire place to ourselves. (I wish I could say that was planned...realty tv style, but no.) So Justin was forced into chatting with the hibachi cook about concrete...the whole time we were there. "Sooo, how much it cost to build basement?" "Sooo, how much it cost to build...what that called you walk on? Oh yeah, sidewalk." "How thick concrete?" "Can I marry concrete?" Seriously, guy? Between I Love Concrete Knowledge Guy and us stuffing our faces with too much MSG, Justin and I didn't say a word to each other almost the entire time. It was still nice, though. Ignoring our sleepy eyes and way too stretched out stomachs, we met up with Brother for a beer afterwards.

Pur-dee flowers from the Husband

I took some video of Davis at aquatics yesterday. His therapist is moving Davis further and further up the ramp to really encourage walking. It's not graceful, but I'm sure he'll catch on before too long.

What Is Kentucky's State Animal?

The Gray Squirrel...Geez...

We spent the weekend visiting my family in Kentucky. My cousin's daughter, Roxy, and Davis had lots of fun together...crushing grandma's tomatoes, playing Baby Kitty and Daddy Kitty, coloring, etc...all the leisure activities that Kentucky has to offer. :)

Davis and I slept in a bed together, giving Justin the comfy couch! Davis would sneak out of bed early in the mornings and join my grandmother in the kitchen where she'd be preparing breakfast. I'd hear him shout, "Hey Gamma!" They'd chat back and forth, but it was so funny to listen to my grandma try and translate the Davis Language.

My Dad grew up in that house and I've been visiting everyone there my whole life and now that I'm grown and have my own child, it's so neat to watch him and my cousin's kids spend time there. And I really love catching up with my aunts and the few of my cousins that still come around! Love you guys!

The main reason for our impromptu trip was to visit my Pepaw. He's been sick and we felt like we needed to get up there and spend time with him. He's the strongest man I know. And he just loooooves Mr. Davis!
Davis got his new braces last week. They're different from the ones he's been using for the past couple years. His old PT, the Orthotist, and myself thought these new ones might help correct his internal rotation better. They don't bend as much at the ankle, so he's having a hard time walking in them. I'm going to try them out for a couple weeks and if they don't work out, the Orthotist said she'd toss them and start all over.

HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY TO US!!!

I Am The Child

I found this poem on the wall at Davis' new therapy clinic and, while not all of it relates to him, a lot of it reminds me why I'm so lucky to have him in my life...We all are...

Davis, nor Justin and I, ever want anyone to pity him or the challenges he'll face throughout life. He's the blessed one. He's the lucky one. He'll grow up to truly understand life in a way that none of us will ever slow down long enough to experience. And he'll certainly live a happy, healthy life that'll be FULL of the same opportunities we've all been awarded. And I'll spend everyday of my life making sure he remembers that. No matter what anyone thinks or says.

I am the child who cannot talk.

You often pity me, I see it in your eyes.

You wonder how much I am aware of -- I see that as well.

I am aware of much, whether you are happy or sad or fearful,

patient or impatient, full of love and desire,

or if you are just doing your duty by me.

I marvel at your frustration, knowing mine to be far greater,

for I cannot express myself or my needs as you do.

You cannot conceive my isolation, so complete it is at times.

I do not gift you with clever conversation, cute remarks to be laughed over and repeated.

I do not give you answers to your everyday questions,

responses over my well-being, sharing my needs,

or comments about the world about me.

I do not give you rewards as defined by the world's standards -- great strides in

development that you can credit yourself;

I do not give you understanding as you know it.

What I give you is so much more valuable -- I give you instead opportunities.

Opportunities to discover the depth of your character, not mine;

the depth of your love, your commitment, your patience, your abilities;

the opportunity to explore your spirit more deeply than you imagined possible.

I drive you further than you would ever go on your own, working harder,

seeking answers to your many questions with no answers.

I am the child who cannot talk.

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I am the child who cannot walk.

The world seems to pass me by.

You see the longing in my eyes to get out of this chair, to run and play like other children. There is much you take for granted.

I want the toys on the shelf, I need to go to the bathroom, oh I've dropped my fork again.

I am dependent on you in these ways.

My gift to you is to make you more aware of your great fortune,

your healthy back and legs, your ability to do for yourself.

Sometimes people appear not to notice me; I always notice them.

I feel not so much envy as desire, desire to stand upright,

to put one foot in front of the other, to be independent.

I give you awareness.

I am the child who cannot walk.

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I am the child who is mentally impaired.

I don't learn easily, if you judge me by the world's measuring stick,

what I do know is infinite joy in simple things.

I am not burdened as you are with the strife's and conflicts of a more complicated life.

My gift to you is to grant you the freedom to enjoy things as a child,

to teach you how much your arms around me mean, to give you love.

I give you the gift of simplicity.

I am the child who is mentally impaired.

I am the disabled child.

I am your teacher. If you allow me,

I will teach you what is really important in life.

I will give you and teach you unconditional love.

I gift you with my innocent trust, my dependency upon you.

I teach you about how precious this life is and about not taking things for granted.

I teach you about forgetting your own needs and desires and dreams.

I teach you giving.

Most of all I teach you hope and faith.

I am the disabled child.

Another ER Visit Under His Belt

How was everyone's Tuesday evening? Mine was splendid. We spent it in Kennestone's Emergency Room.

Now, let's back up...

Davis developed this nasty cough, snotty nose thing on Monday. I wanted to let it run its course and avoid antibiotics. Bad move, Momma. Late yesterday afternoon, I noticed that Davis was feeling warm so I removed his clothes. He was acting fine, but his breathing was labored and he was retracting. Then, the breathing turned into a low wheezing sound. Since we went through this last year and this time seemed much less severe, I took him to Kennestone instead of Scottish Rite. BAD MOVE, MOMMA. I knew better, too. First of all, at Scottish Rite, labored breathing and retracting coupled with Davis' history equals IMPORTANT. It equals GET HIM A ROOM NOW. It equals I CARE ABOUT YOUR SON'S WELL BEING. At Kennestone, it equals GET IN LINE. So, an hour and a half later, we get a room. The respiratory therapist was seriously fresh out of high school and didn't really know what he was doing. And I think I'm just Mrs. Expert since we've been through all this before. Due to his lack of experience, we had to pin my Davis down TWICE for breathing treatments.

I took him to the pediatrician this morning for a follow-up and he has an infection that's made its way into his chest area. The doctor put him on antibiotics to avoid pneumonia from the breathing treatments that we'll have to give Davis every 6 hours for the next 4 days. Nightmare. He'll sit still for shots, but not this! Oh! And he's expected to take 6 steroid pills tomorrow.

School is going great! Davis enjoys it so much. His teachers say that he loves to walk from station to station and LOVES the playground. He started school physical therapy yesterday and I think that's going to be pretty successful. They have changed the schedule around some and the little preschoolers have lunch in their rooms now, instead of the cafeteria...great news!

His new forearm crutches came in today and he grabbed those things and took off through the house! I was worried that he would have forgotten how to use them, but not Mr. Davis! Just like riding a bike!

He also started Occupational Therapy at his new clinic this morning. I'm a little apprehensive about how this place is going to turn out, but I'm going to give it a shot.

New AFO's

Since Davis has grown out of his current AFO's, we had a fitting this morning for new, bigger ones. The whole process is pretty neat. They create a 'negative' casting by rolling plaster bandages around each leg and foot. Once they've harden, the Orthotist cuts them off with an X-Acto knife. Which sounds scary, but they insert a rubber tube underneath the plaster and cut on top of that. No blood involved. And thanks to a blue sucker, Davis sat through the whole thing like a champ!

Survived the First Day

Davis' first day of school went really well. For him. Not so much for me. Start time is 11:45, where all the parents take their preschoolers to the cafeteria for lunch. (I, of course, fed him beforehand, knowing he probably wouldn't eat with all the excitement around him.) I was told that the little kids would eat their lunch before the rest of the elementary school, but that definitely wasn't the case today. Fifth graders started pouring in as I'm watching Davis through the entrance doors, fighting back tears. This is seriously 'real deal' elementary school. And my kid is 3 years old. I can't wrap my head around it.


Pick up time is 2:45 and I think I'm being Mom of The Century by getting there at 2:10. Nope. The carpool line was already a mile long. What the Friday?!?! ;) So, I act like I run sh*t and pull into the oncoming traffic line and head straight for the parking lot! Suckers! Oh! And let me just tell you something about carpool moms...they're lunatics! They were honking horns left and right, shouting out of their windows if someone tried to pull out in front of them. What a mad house!

His teachers said he did so good. I couldn't believe he was still awake! I fully expected him to have his head down on his desk, passed out.

Already, he has this 'don't even think about messing with me' stance!

He felt like such a big boy with his Spiderman backpack!

Open House

Davis' Open House went well. His teacher seems really nice. There's also an assistant teacher in the classroom, as well. So, 5 kids with 2 adults...pretty good ratio, but still may not be enough after hearing some of the other parents explain their child's 'special needs' and 'quirks'. I was also worried about the fact that the floors are mostly tile. If Davis is standing and gets knocked down by someone, he's really going to get hurt. One of his classmates is HUGE! As soon as I saw him I thought, "He could do some damage to my kid." We met the physical therapist and she already knew everything about Davis since she also works with his current PT. They have all the latest and greatest ammenities in their therapy rooms, so that was comforting. I'm going to keep an open mind about all of this and give it a shot. It may or may not end up being a good fit for Davis. We'll see!

I finally talked to someone who works for the Conductive Education facility in Dacula! I called the city hall down there, mostly to see if the place was still open and they gave me a number that lead me to their former owner. She then gave me the current coordinator's number. I left her a message this afternoon. Coincidentally enough, her husband, who also runs A Step To Independence, saw my email from last week and called me. The reason they've all been M.I.A. is because they only operate for a couple weeks every other month. He and I had a long conversation about our common experiences from raising a child with CP and let me know how they run things at their facility. Basically, they stay very closely in line with the teachings at the original Conductive Education Center in Hungary (The Peto Institute...named, of course, after the man I mentioned in my older post). Soooo....the wild goose chase is over and I plan to visit them in September, during their next Session!

Also, Davis' teacher called me today! She sounded very sweet and we can't wait to meet her tomorrow. A girlfriend of mine, who also works at Little River, went over to her classroom today and scoped her out for me!!! She said that she had a very organized classroom (be still my heart!) and that Davis will only have 4 other classmates! Awesome news! She even asked other teachers what they thought about her and they all had really positive things to say! I love spies!

Scheule Set In Stone

I finally, finally, finally figured out Davis' schedule for Little River. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 11:45 - 2:45. This time is ideal because it's also when the 'normal developing' preschoolers will be attending and Davis will have the opportunity to mingle with them during certain activities. Open house is Friday afternoon, where we'll meet his teacher! Maybe he'll even get a 'school supply' list! Those were always so fun!

I can finally check off one of my 'To Do's'. I found Davis new Speech and Occupational therapists and he starts with them in 2 weeks.

OH! And I finally finished Justin's company website. I still need to add pictures to one of the pages and replace some of the wall photos with better ones. It's been about 4 months in the making (and isn't really that glamorous...just really hard to do from scratch), so I'm so happy to finally have it published. http://www.appalachianfoundations.com/

We met up with my cousin and her family while they visited my aunt a couple weekends ago. Halle became Davis' best friend when she started playing ball with him.

Justin and Davis have been taking four wheeler rides at night lately. Don't let the frown fool you, he loves it. It's just part of the 'bad boy' image.
Davis playing with Shane and Stacy's puppies while they had us over for dinner.

Ok, don't be alarmed. I'm back. In full effect, even. The tail end of this summer has been so busy for Mrs. Momma Nunley. Davis starts school at Little River Elementary on Monday. MONDAY! And with much thanks to Sonny Perdue and this furlough crap, I have no idea who his teacher or therapists are going to be or what times he'll attend during the day. My head has been spinning. I've called every person in the Cherokee County School System and no one has any idea what the plan is. MONDAY! Ridiculous.

And, just to add insult to injury, I've made the decision to find Davis a new Speech, Occupational, and Physical therapist. It's not that I'm unhappy with his current ones; I just need to make his and my life easier. We drive 30 minutes to get to ST and OT every week, which hasn't been a problem until now. With his upcoming schedule (school every day), this commute seems like a burden. His PT, who's been with us since Davis was 6 months old, does home visits and I think he'll benefit more from actually going to a clinic for this service. So, I've been calling around to find availability, but can't really tell anyone what our availability is...again...furlough.

Also, I found a Conductive Ed facility in Dacula. I've been calling and emailing them to set up a day to go out there and visit the place, but I'm starting to think they don't actually have a place anymore. They're phone has been disconnected. Boo.

I found this great article that better explains the whole conductive education concept. http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2004/02/24/60II/main601944.shtml. A man named Andras Peto is credited for realizing that, if the brain is exercised enough, it will train the mind to coordinate with the muscles. People like him have helped guarantee that people like Davis can and will live normal, independent lives.

Never A Dull Moment Around Davis

Davis' GI appointment went great. He weighs 26 lbs, 7 oz. That makes a weight gain of 10 oz. in 2 months! The doctor was going to take his Mickey Button out, but Justin wanted to keep it in for a little while longer 'just in case' he gets sick and we need to use it. So, we decide to keep doing what we're doing and go back in 2-3 months.

You won't believe what happened next...We got home and laid Davis down for his nap. Through the monitor, I could hear him playing with his golf ball set. (He's been getting out of bed and trying to escape from his room recently.) I went in there, looked at his bed, and found his freakin' Mickey Button laying there!!! This, of course, happens during the office's lunch hour, so I have no way of getting in touch with anyone. Murphy's Law, right?!?

So, I went all the way back to Scottish Rite. Justin, the doctor, and I decided to just leave it out, for good. No more feeding tube!!!!

My Big Boy And His Baby Steps!

Along with the skills Davis learned in Orlando, he's also developed this huge desire to stand and attempt walking...which is great because that means lots and lots of practicing! We knew all along that his lack of 'trying' was mostly based on being scared and not confident about it. With kids, everyone says '...they'll do it on their own time...when they're ready'. Well, he's soooo ready! Today, he stood up and took 7 whole steps!!! We're getting so close!!!

I've been doing the potty training thing since yesterday...every single hour...it's so exhausting! And he hasn't released one single drop in there! This has to be one of the top 10 hardest parental jobs!!!

I left a message with Davis' Neurologist asking that she write us a prescription for new braces and some canes. I'm hoping we can have those ordered by the end of the week. But maybe...just maybe...he won't even need the canes...I don't wanna jinx it thought :)

Tomorrow is our check-up with the GI doctor. Keep your fingers crossed that he's gained some weight so we can get that dang tube removed!

The End of The Trip

Davis and I finally made it home last night. I'm so happy to be back, but hate that the experience is over. Of course, I learned so many great things that will carry into our daily lives here at home. CE changed Davis' life and I can't wait to go back! It's probably the best thing we've done so far for his development...and it didn't involve any operations or medications - just a holistic approach to learning and mobility for children like my little man!

My Dad arrived in Orlando on Wednesday and, therefore, I was able to check-out of the ol' Mickey D's House. Our stay there was in and of itself a wonderful experience.

Heading towards the potty before class.
At our hotel on Wednesday night, Davis took his very first steps. They were motivated by (of all things) a diaper, which served as his makeshift football. Whatever it takes, right?!?

Enjoying some SweetTarts on the way home. What a face!!!

It was so exciting to get home and see Justin's face when he got to witness, first hand, his son standing and taking baby steps! It was like I was seeing it for the first time, too.

Day 10

It just keeps getting better and better!!

Davis used the big boy potty TWICE in class today! I'm bummed that I wasn't there to share in the excitement of this 'first', but I'm soooo proud of him!


AND...he can take about 7 or 8 steps all by himself with the canes! The positive impact this place is having on Davis is incredible!

It's Totally Paying Off!!!

Today, we hit a milestone! Davis started standing! It's so amazing to see and I'm so thankful for this day!

Our weekend in Florida

Davis stood all by himself during therapy on Friday. He was shooting baskets and didn't even realize that she had let go of him. Then she made him do muscle strengthening exercises (lifting dumbbells, doing squats, push-ups, etc.). I thought I was in my Step Plus Abs Class for a second. It was the funniest thing ever.

After therapy, Davis and I headed to Tampa to stay with Michelle for the weekend. This is her cute house just outside of downtown. We spent about 75% of our time there in her pool.

Friday night, she took us to this place called Square One Burgers. It was like an upscale burger joint with a full bar.

To celebrate the 4th, we headed to the beach, set up shop, and waited for the sunset. It was so pretty. Michelle bought Davis a million beach toys. And, of course, all he wanted to do was play with her iPhone. The fireworks show was the coolest thing I've ever seen! There were about 40 boats shooting off fireworks all along the horizon of the ocean. Then, all up and down the beach (as far as you could see) there were fireworks going off like every 50 yards. It was so cool. Here's Davis taking it all in!

It was so nice to get away and spend some much needed time with My Michelle!! I miss her already.


Now, it's back to reality. Only 2 more days and Pa will be here!

Day 5

When I walked Davis into class this morning he kept shouting, "Mi-yuh! Mi-yuh!" One of the therapists was like, "Oh yeah, Davis and Micah are best buds." Micah is the only male therapist in Davis' Walking Class. So funny. Micah had to switch seats so that he'd be next to Davis. He was removed from class about 10 minutes early because he couldn't keep his eyes opened.

By the way, it has rained every single day since I got here. :(

Here's the House.

This is the computer room. It's right next to my room, so I come in here a lot. It's supposed to be off limits after 9 p.m., but the girl working here lets me stay so I can be near Davis. It's full of Orlando Magic memorabilia.

The kitchen

The community fridge and freezer. The cabinets on the right are everyone's personal pantries.

The playroom and infamous Train Table.

Someone brought all the kids at the House Build-A-Bears. Davis named him Rusty.

Day 4

I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that the chances of Justin Timberlake lodging at my Ronald McDonald House are pretty slim...sooooo...I've decided to leave Room 6 and mingle with the people who are here. And I made a friend. She's a beautiful, Brazilian mother (of quadruplets!!!) who speaks about as much English as Davis. One of her four little ones is also receiving treatment at Conductive Education, so we've been chatting about our common experiences. It's so fun trying to translate her half Portuguese/half English words. And then attempting to fire back with some of my own half Spanish (I don't even know if they understand Spanish)/half English words. She'll start to tell me something about something, notice my puzzled expression, and just toss her hands up and shake her head in laughter. She's shared a lot of great information with me, though - mostly about other therapy services that she's participated in.

Davis' hour of therapy today went ok. He threw a couple fits, but I guess that's to be expected. He did the rope walking thing, practiced standing, and walking with the cane. She let me take the cane home with us, so we practiced walking up and down the halls for about an hour tonight.

P.S. We're not allowed to have any food or drinks in our room...and...I've been breaking that rule since I walked through the doors on Sunday. I think I got caught this morning...I'll keep you posted. I may end up homeless.