What a thrill to see the new Man of Steel
movie with THE real Man of Steel!!!!
Troy was out of town so it was
the five of us who went to see it about
a week after it came out.
Trav went to the midnight showing
with a friend the night before it premiered (:
But he obliged us and went again!
I have to brag on these three.
It takes some effort to take Travis anywhere.
He's amazing and does SO incredibly well
walking...but his injuries only allow so much.
His balance is so affected and walking is not
easy for him by any means. My kids "get"
it and they are soooo good to him and me
as I help him. It truly makes me SO proud.
I hope they always have a deep and profound
understanding for others and what others
are going through. I think they will.
Trav is such a joy to be around.
He's fun and funny...and although he can't
talk, he gets his point/message across to you
even when his iPhone or iPad aren't handy.
I pray for his healing and for the speed of his healing.
I pray for the day when he meets someone special.
He deserves the world and more for all
he has been through.
Walker, like Travis, is a movie BUFF!!!
Hadlee...not so much!
Hudson slept through the first hour and a half
and Hadlee through the last hour! ha!
The movie was AWESOME!!!
I'm not a movie person at all...
but this one was really, really good!
The new Superman in the movie is pretty cute, too;)
With four of my favorite people in the world...
Picked up this stud one afternoon
and he had on his new Ray Bans
and the shirt Robin gave him for
his birthday. I had to text her this pic:)
Nike should actually use THIS guy
as their model for this slogan.
I am in shock/awe at what he has
to go through during speech therapy :(
The kids usually don't come to therapy
with us. It's just too hard to wait in the
waiting room with three kids. DUH!
But this particular day, they had to come.
I texted Lynna how "good" they were all being...
Of course two of them had
headphones in their ears...
And one was sound asleep! ;)
Trav's Hillcrest therapy is going amazingly
well. The two therapists who are working
together with him are truly like angels.
They continue to work very closely with
the expert in Florida. She guides them
as to every step and what needs to be
done next. It is grueling.
Basically he is gagged 150 times with a
lemon swab. It's awful...and I can
hardly stand to watch. He even bleeds
from it :( Plus then they put heat and
cold on his cheeks with this thing to
stimulate his muscles. Grueling, I tell ya:(
BUT, here's the thing...when they
first started doing this technique on
Travis (it's called DPNS) ~ he didn't
gag AT ALL. That's horrible. When
somebody sticks something deep into
your throat, there should be a reaction.
He doesn't gag on all 150 swabs,
but he is making tremendous progress.
It blows my mind that we found these
two speech therapists...not in one of
the many, top-notch brain injury
facilities Travis has been in, but in
Waco, Texas, our hometown!!!
God is Good (:
Sweet, Precious Holly!!!!!
Kristin, too! May God bless them BOTH greatly!!!!!!
There is a teenage boy in our community
who was also in a car accident with his mom
last year. His name is Tanner and his struggles
with his TBI are immense, too.
Trav has on his Tanner shirt in this pic...
I pray fervently for Travis and Tanner
every single day. The healing process
is so slow and so unknown.
Tanner has a wonderful family.
It's been a blessing to get to know them.
I struggle a lot with the WHY's of all of this
and the unfairness in this world.
I cry quite often and really have a hard
time keeping check on these feelings.
As I've said before, it's like I lead a double
life. One with my little family of five...
nurturing and loving and having fun
with them and living such a great life.
ANd then, on the other hand, trying
to help Travis and Lynna and bring
joy to their lives and help them in any
possible way I can. Of course I know
at any second, my life can change
and tragedy could strike my little
family of five, but I still just feel so guilty.
There is so much pain and heartache
and struggle in this world and it kills
my soul. I look around at others who
are less fortunate or those who have to
struggle to do even the most simple
things or those facing cancer or people
who have lost a child or those
just feeling so alone...and I just can't
seem to grasp WHY? Why this person
and not that person? I can assure you in
my years before Trav's accident I had
done far worse than he had in his
naive 21 years of life. Why not me?
I of course know that's not
how God works...but still...I have
trouble keeping my mind from going there.
Thankfully all of these thoughts lead
me to one thing: Prayer.
Deep, earnest prayer for others...
