I am taking the liberty to write the anniversary post for Hope for Daniel.
Well, it's been 365 days since Daniel suffered a ruptured brain aneurysm. Needless to say, it's been a year filled with fear, sadness, hope and countless other emotions. And, of course, Survival! We are so thankful and proud of Daniel's determination, strength and will to live. For those that know Daniel, you wouldn't expect any less. He is an inspiration to all of us.
I spent my lunch hour with him today and had a great time talking, listening to music and just hanging out. His speech is getting better, his sentences more clear. He's gained weight and is looking good, as usual. I decided to check if he could feel his toes, legs, and hands. I pressed on his toes and he said he could feel it. I squeezed his shins and he said that he could feel it. I squeezed his fingertip and asked him what I was doing. He responded "squeezing my finger". Then, I scratched that back of his hand and asked him what I was doing...he said "scratching my hand". I scratched his head and he said "that feels good".
It's going to take time to rehabilitate him but at least he can finally communicate with us, laugh with us, be present with us.
We Love You, Daniel!
Tu Prima, Irene