A while back I told you how nervous I always felt the second before I walked in to Eric’s room in the morning, I never knew what I walked into that day. That fear is still there, but it has changed. These days I know Eric is alive and he will make it, but I never know what craziness the day will bring me. Another word for Rancho Scale 5 is “Confused and Inappropriate”, and Eric hit that on the spot today. While his SLP did a short-term memory test on Eric, he claimed we’re in Ohio, in the town Jackson Hole, it’s 1998, he’s 20 years old and it’s December. He did great with repeating a list of words after her, and he did great with telling her about his past before the accident, and he even answered right on questions related to things after the injury. In the end, she was impressed but we have things to work on for sure. The scary part was when on the question “Who is your favorite president of all times”; he answered President Bush. Oh, my goodness, I knew he was severily injured but I didn’t expect it to be THAT bad! You think that’s inappropriate? I’ve heard it’s common for TBI survivors in Eric’s state to flirt so I’ve been prepared for it. Eric flirted with everyone today… rubbed their arm, winked with his eyes, gave them his special smile. He insisted to hold her hand during this test, and claimed she was his girlfriend; while I was sitting right next to him!! Oh brother! I got the opposite attention from him, I was the evil person holding him looked up in jail, and he begged me to bring him home. Despite all that, he did listed to me and we got a whole series of exercises done today, so I can’t be that bad of a person… Good times, good times.
Posted by: aceanderic | September 23, 2008
TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 23 (day 135)
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