Ry was ordered to stay home from school for a week to let his brain recover. No video games, no reading, no thinking, no tv. I was totally running out of stuff to entertain him! So, after he was feeling better, I loaded him and Emerson up in the double stroller and we'd blow some time walking the neighborhood.
As the week went on, the memories that Ry had lost slowly started coming back to him, which of course, was a TOTAL relief to us! Dr. Stahl assured me he was "classic concussion case" and that he should all come back, although he probably would never remember the actual accident. It was sooo tempting though when he would forget something to start "quizzing" him to make sure he knew other stuff. For example, one day he told me like three times, "Oh, Mom! Emerson has her front teeth!" as if that was something that had just happened. Or, "Oh look, a Halloween magazine. I want to be Captain Jack Sparrow!" as if he hadn't already told me that 30 minutes before. Freaky!
So. Glad. He's. Back.
Crazy boundless energy and all!!! |