Sunday morning

Matt says he's causing us too much trouble, but really he's just keeping us entertained and busy, which is why I keep forgetting to blog. He was dealing with pretty bad headaches this week that kept him out of therapy and sleeping a lot.

Yesterday they decided to start the day with a small dose of oxy hoping to keep his headaches at bay rather than knocking him out with a large dose once he gets a headache. It seemed to work fairly well and he's been in rare form since then. He's recalling all of his one-liners and jokes better than other vocab so we spend a lot of time laughing.

We're not sure if its due to the injury or the fact that he was working the night shift before the accident, but he comes alive late at night. His speech therapist can hardly believe the stories we tell of what Matt has said because he never sees that side of Matt in the morning when he's sleepy. We've tried to tell him to come and hang out with us at night, but we'll see. It's nice for us because we can go back to the room to sleep feeling pretty good about Matt's condition.