What a Weekend!

We started off Friday by taking Conor to see the lads at the LCBO. They were thrilled to see him doing so well. Conor couldn't wipe the grin off his face. He used only one crutch and was able to climb up and down a couple flights of stairs. We spent about an hour and a half there. It was great for the guys that couldn't get into the hospital to have the opportunity to see Conor in the flesh. They have all been so thoughtful and supportive to all of us over the past year. When we got home, Conor was surprised at just how tired he was. I tried to explain that for the time he was there ... he was ON. It was physical, cognitive and even emotional to a certain degree. He napped for a good while in the afternoon. Then it was off to Matt's for a quiet night of TV and video games.

Saturday, we went to Best Buy to look at TVs. We ended up with a portable phone ... the kids have been bugging me for a while to get an answering machine from this century (I think they were tired of running for the phone after just two rings) and the phone set has a digital answering machine ... so we're all set for the next score of years! Saturday evening, Conor had a couple of friends over, and they ended up heading to the Superstore in Kanata to purchase a TV (the one we had in the basement was about 20 years old) and a surround sound system. The TV is mine ... but the sound system is all Conor's. Took them about 2 hours to set everything up ... and I must say they did a really good job. Anyone out there want a used, 20 year old TV?

Today Conor had his Occupational Therapist and his Physiotherapist. He blew them both away ... because ... the big news of the weekend is Conor is walking without the aid of anything! He can do stairs unaided, walks to the loo unaided, he's even now having a shower without the aid of anything .... he's been practicing walking without a limp (if you can believe it!) The OT looked like she had tears in her eyes ... the physio booked him into the physio clinic and said "He doesn't need me anymore!"

Those of you who know me, and/or have been following the blog, know that I have been positive, but realistic. Back in November, I took each hour as it came. I was so grateful that Conor had survived the accident ... I was cautiously hopeful but I was girding my loins for the disappointments and setbacks that were sure to present themselves. Please God let me not be jinxing myself ... but Conor's recovery has been headed in one direction only. A mere 70 days after this horrendous accident ... Conor is walking, talking, laughing ... and oh so whole. His father, I am sure, played no small part in all of this. Nonetheless, Conor has shown such astounding strength within himself. Strength, I admit, I did not know he was capable of. I am amazed and humbled at the power of prayer and positive thought. I am so incredibly grateful .... thank you seems so inadequate.

So join with the Lacey's tonight ... in a prayer/word of thanks. When I named this blog ... "Conor's Journey --- A Record of Conor's Recovery" ... it was bravado, I must admit. I am just so thankful that the Big Fella upstairs bought in and made it a reality!