First Day

Okay, so it happened sooner than even I thought! Dr. Craig must have been waiting by the fax machine Friday because he had the prescription sent back to the school by that afternoon. Normally I love that he is so fast with prescriptions, but this time, NOT SO MUCH!

At any rate, we all three set out for school this morning and Clayton suddenly got cold feet. Brian and I were really talking it up and every few seconds the whole drive there he would say NO. NO POOL (school). NO. NO, he says . . . that did not make it easy to leave him there! He DID NOT want his picture taken. He seemed pretty overwhelmed by all the activity going on around him. After I talked the teachers' and nurse's ears off we finally made our departure. I had to pry Brian away from him (he's worse than I am I think!). We left him playing in the floor with another little boy--he didn't cry or seem to notice us leaving, definitely a good sign he'll be okay.

With bleeding in the brain you never know what you're going to get. And one doctor had us thinking Clayton would be a vegetable his whole life--basically bedridden. And while Clayton isn't running and jumping like most five year olds, he is leagues away from bedridden! I AM SO PROUD OF HIM!!!!!! He has come so far and overcome so many obstacles! Yes, I'm sad that my baby is growing up, but PRAISE THE LORD he's able to reach these milestones!!

***ETA: While I was typing this blog post, Hannah (Clayton's PT) called me with Clayton--she had gone to check on him and they were calling to tell me he was having a "big day" at school. Gotta love those therapists--they know I need just about as much therapy as him!!!