Prior to leaving for the hospital this morning Stephanie told me Scott was talking more. Terms like "more" or relative, and even though she told me some of things he was doing, I still couldn't wait to see for myself.
I don't know if I've ever felt as good as I did today when Scott told me my name. It was the best feeling ever. He also knew who Derry was, and how old he and his brother are. Things you take for granted and think meaningless really aren't.
Then later in the day, we're sitting watching more wrestling. A match finished and I looked over at Scott and he turned his head my way and gave me that "Scott smile". Not a half-hearted one. The smile Scott gets when he's happy. It came because John Cena had just bashed Edge through two tables off the top of a 12-foot ladder. Not the best way to spark a smile from the little guy, but anything that can produce that smile right now is okay.
He's still not eating, but he'd did at least take a few sips of water today. Small steps, but very important steps. One of the neurologists stopped by, and his message was progress this soon was a very positive sign. He told us to keep prodding him, but not to the point where he gets fed up with too many questions. He also spoke to us a bit more about the specific area and things that happened.
He walked a bit and we took him for a little journey downstairs and outside for a brief moment. Dr. O was on today, and she was very pleased with Scott talking with her when she came in, as were all the nurses. The whole group has had genuine concern for Scott (as they do for all the kids) because they also saw what a change it made in him. They are all happy to see his progress. We're ecstatic to see it.
These things may sound like insignificant items, but from our perspective Scott has changed significantly for the better in the last couple of days. Just taking it a day at a time.
All in all a good day. Georgia pounding Oklahoma State made for a nice finish.