OK -- I've taken a deep breath -- I've held it for the past two months waiting for Tyler to get better -- and now I can begin to relax.
I can honestly say that I feel like Tyler has made it over the hurdle placed in front of him and he is truly getting better and better with each day that passes.
Yesterday was his first day to realize that he DOESN'T want to stay in bed any longer than is required for sleeping.
He suddenly sat up all by himself, tried to climb out of bed and was insisting on getting into the hallway to play with his favorite toys.
It took a bit of coaxing to convince him that he still needed a bit of help.
By the end of the day he is back to crawling (almost) by himself, climbing (almost) into bed by himself and watching baseball on the couch with dad. He even took the last little sip of beer from dad's bottle. He didn't like it but it made both of them laugh.
Hmmm. The Diamondbacks won last night. Maybe they need Tyler to watch more of their games to send them some luck.
We've decreased the amount of oxygen that Tyler has needed to keep his O2 saturation up and he's sleeping much less. I think this last round of antibiotics is just what he needed to fight what he's been fighting.
It's nice to have him home. It's even nicer when he's being naughty, getting into trouble and telling me to 'get out' of his room.
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