The first thing Eric said to me today when I walked in to his room was “I’m coming home with you today, right?” And he did. I’ve decided to bring him home very Sunday during the day since he doesn’t get any therapy on Sunday’s and he’s strong enough to come home for a few hours. Several friends came over for a visit. It was pretty noisy for a while but Eric was able to follow the conversations. Eric laughed, made jokes, understood what was said to 100%, and communicated back. He also had pizza and Coca Cola like the rest of us; and he didn’t’ have any problems swallowing. Eric said to us; “It’s harder to recover then I thought.” The Eric I knew before the accident is the same Eric I see today; he likes to push himself to get better and he’s not afraid of pain. Eric knows he has a sever brain injury and he knows therapy will help him get stronger both physically and mentally. And after today, I think our friends would agree.
He was extremely happy to be home, he told me that he’s been dreaming about this day. The road of recovery for Eric is for sure a roller coaster; there’s no better word to describe it. Yesterday was awful, and today was wonderful. He asked me to tell the whole family how much he love you guys, and how important you are to him. The one little positive thing in this is that Eric’s injury has brought us closer together, and we are both thankful for that.