This morning dawned gray and wet, the moist ground testifying to last nights summer rain. Sunday is usually our lazy family day and my only day off of work. As I write this, the family is settling around the table for a late, lazy-day breakfast. Hannah has been home for over a week now and is fully back to being herself, and then some! Already this morning she has had two arguments with her little brothers, a good sign despite the need for mom and dad to intervene. Her scars are pretty much hidden by her hair, which is looking pretty sad considering she can't fully wash it yet.
Hannah had a follow-up appointment with her neurosurgeon a couple of days ago. He was very pleased with her progress and happy to see her scars healing so well. He cautioned her not to run or jump, no easy order for an energetic thirteen year old. Hannah has tylenol for transient pain and he is keeping her on her full dose of anti-seizure medication. We have another follow-up in eleven days.
For the first time in two weeks Hannah was able to attend synagogue services this past weekend. Although she was received warmly she had a hard time. It was difficult for her to watch the dancers twirl around with such enthusiasm while she could not participate. She grabbed my arm and cried quietly until they finished. Despite her amazing progress the reality of time involved in a full recovery can be painful.
I'll let you go now. It's time to eat and referee the kids. I'll keep you posted.
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