More Than Words Can Say

It was a nice day outside, and a nice day inside here at Kessler. With Neil's increasing ability to pay attention we were able to play some games that he enjoyed and take some walks outside. He loved shooting the Nerf gun at targets I drew on the window of his room. Communication has improved a lot, as well. He sometimes tries to mouth words, but mostly he points or snaps his fingers. If we ask the right yes or no questions we can sometimes work out what he wants. When Dr. Galang came by today, I told him it was a little frustrating trying to understand Neil. He told me not to worry because Neil was frustrated too, so he’d eventually figure it out. Good motivation to learn to speak, huh?

Our family had a poignant experience tonight. In our church, it's the young men who have the responsibility to prepare, and pass the Sacrament to the congregation. With permission, we had our own private service in Neil's room. Without being prompted, he removed the white cloth from the tray and broke the bread while we played a hymn on the iPod. He was fully engaged in the process and we were all deeply moved by his reverence and understanding. I am ever grateful for how much of Neil we have, and hopeful for what he will regain.