Monday, October 29, 2007
As any good girlfriend does, Courtney has been feigning interest in the Sox epic World Series win last night, but I know she's happy for me (and that I will no longer wax poetic about Jacoby Ellsbury and Jonathan Papelbon). I slept soundly last night, regardless of any baseball score, knowing that Court finally dozed off and got some decent sleep. She's been pain-free at times today as well.
We talked one-on-one for a bit, I tried picking Courtney's brain to pinpoint her last memories prior to the cardiac arrest. While she can conjure up some more recent details, Belize seems to be the last spot she remembers (at a much happier time, before she had to deal with me). This makes perfect sense, rarely did a day go by where she didn't reminisce about the little land next to Mexico. I don't think of this as a clean slate, more like a buried treasure.
We joked about wearing adult diapers and pulling pranks on Mischief Night before Halloween. She likes it when I can read to her, we'll have to find a book that we can both enjoy (any suggestions?).
The mix CDs and audio books have been good entertainment considering Court vision. She talks about seeing light and dark and also the color red, but not being able to make out faces or objects. Her sight is just as much a part of rehab as learning to walk and eat, she hasn't let it faze her and neither will we.
Be strong, look forward to another day. We Love you.