June CNS

We LOVE getting to visit Travis

at the clinic where he spends his days

in therapy from 9 to 4...

The first day Lynna was at the clinic,

she found this "skinny" mirror and

texted me about it.  I got there a couple

of days later and immediately

without looking for it found the mirror

and forgot to ever mention it to her!
I finally remembered and we

have loved taking pics in front

of it ever since;)))

Walker couldn't get over his crazy mama!;)

Physical therapy on the Treadmill...

this is HARD work for Travis.  VERY HARD.

Eric is Trav's counselor and he is

a God-send!  He is Trav's favorite

person at the clinic and he is

such an amazing person!

He even counseled me;)

He told me, through my many tears, that we

(as in the family) need to grieve for Travis

and his old life.  He said that this is the

only Travis that he and the people that

work at CNS have ever known and

they think he is the GREATEST

patient and person they've ever had there. 

So what if Hudson likes to

wear Haddie's head band...

No wonder a lady in the hall

said, "Oh, what a precious.....child."

A WALKING MIRACLE!!!!!!!!!!!

My sweet, former student Alesia who

often visits Travis.  They were in theater

together...she was Juliet, he was Romeo.

Her first kiss ever and she's

always said what a gentleman Travis was. :)

Happy to be there to SUPPORT.........

...our Super Sweet Superman!!!!!!!!!!!

This was practice on standing...

and he was doing AWESOME!

Travis loves his little sidekick;)

What a good brother;)

Taking Travis to lunch...

he sits in a conference room everyday

for his feedings rather than be in the

cafeteria with everyone eating.  :(

Hunter, Hudson and I went with Trav to his first

ever music therapy class.  The therapist was from

outside of CNS.  He opened up by going around

the room for everyone to introduce themselves.

He had no idea Travis could not talk.

I said this is Travis and THEN he said let's

go around and tell what music we like.

He still didn't get it that
Travis can't say a word. :(

I think he realized it finally when he

saw the tears rolling down my face
as I was sitting behind Travis.

I could hardly bare it all. 

We managed to make it through

and of course Travis became

the therapist's favorite of the group

and was his pet throughout the

hour.  THIS is how Travis

felt about music therapy though............

When Travis goes to speech or counseling,

we slip away to eat...

which is always an adventure with THE STORM;)

Walker and Hadlee spent the day

with my friend Shannon's kids in Dallas.

They had a BALL, but they were

also so excited to see Travis again that night:)

Sweet Aunt Michelle putting chap stick on

our baby;)  We love to love on him and try

to think of everything that he might need.

We stayed until the nurse gave him his

night time meds and he drifted off to sleep. 

SO handsome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Even with a faux-hawk!;)

Making funny faces in the mirror during

Occupational Therapy...

She was helping Travis to reach up with his

right arm, straighten it enough, and place

an X on the sticky notes. 
This was not an easy task.
Your brain controls every function...
and when your brain has a traumatic
injury, you can no longer do even the
most simple of tasks like make an X on paper. :(

THE STORM...

I don't know what else to say

about the following pictures...

they are PRICELESS to me.

Kindred spirits who absolutely

melt.my.heart.

To think I worried and cried over

the fact that I thought Travis would

never know Hudson the way he

knows Walker and Hadlee.
Just another miracle...

a very, very sweet miracle.

Poor Walker D was getting sick.  :(

While the STORM + Hunter raged on........

Jen thought it would be a great

challenge for Travis to vaccuum...

As usual, he did awesome!!!

Getting to stand next to Travis like this

is just an unexplainable feeling.

For so many months we didn't

get to hug him or stand by him and

never knew if we would get another chance to.

Travis is just famous for his 6'4" hugs!

Such handsome and sweet brothers...

The day before we left, we got word

that our cousin Mical (43) had suffered a

stroke.  This is my Aunt Kitty and Uncle Ron's

son.  Michelle and Lynna literally grew up

with Mical and his brother Patric
(remember I'm the baby by several years!).

We left CNS to head straight to see

Mical at the hospital in Waco,

but NOT before taking a picture

with Superman to show our support

for Mical!!!:)

Then my mother, sister and I cried

most of the way home because

we hate leaving Travis.  :((((