Its Saturday night and we took Brown on his first outing in a while to the lake which he loved. He woke up on the wrong side of the bed this AM (sort of weird since his crib is against the wall) and was back asleep about an hour later. He was then up for a long car ride as we ran some errands and then back down for a nap. But evidently he is just catching up on his sleep because after a couple of naps, he was good for the afternoon. He was walking all over the dock, playing and splashing in the lake and charming some lady visitors from Baton Rouge playing hide and seek. All in all, this afternoon we welcomed the old Brown back into our lives and it was a wonderful reunion. He still has some rough edges but he has made remarkable improvement. We have to have an EEG Monday which will be a pain and is unlikely to show anything, but we want to make sure. Unfortunately he has to be somewhat sleep deprived so that will be a fun few hours. But all in all we are super grateful that he has recovered and look forward to the next few days of normalcy.
I wondered as he went through various stages and painful procedures (the seizure, starting the IV, spinal tap, CT etc) if there has ever been a parent who did not wish or pray that they could somehow take on the pain that their child was experiencing. That is, when you see your child in such pain, to be able to switch places with them so that the parent felt the pain rather than the child. That thought went through my mind several times in the past week.
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