We noticed some new signs from Eric during Physical Therapy (PT) this morning. He signalized with this hand (yes, hand – not finger like the days earlier), to the PT to be careful. Knowing Eric he probably said: “Dude, my knee hearts so be careful will you, I just had a surgery on it, and I can’t really bend it yet.”
Eric, his mom and I went outside in the afternoon to get some fresh air. We held his hand, his eyes were wide open and I think he liked the fresh air; who wouldn’t. We picked a wonderful flower and put it under his nose and man, did he like that or what! I was actually surprised since I’ve heard that most brain injured patients loose their sense of smell. It sure looked like Eric could smell it and he even lifted his arm towards it, trying to touch the flower.
It’s silly how so many small things can bring tears to my eyes; tears of joy as Eric’s brother-in-law calls it. Hurray, Eric’s eyes are opened, or look….Eric is moving his arm. Amazingly small things means the world to me these days. It’s going to be a long summer with lots of tears; hopefully more tears of joy….