It is time for another Scott update! It’s been almost 2 1/2 months since his accident and by every account he’s a walking miracle – he has come so far and surprised everyone including doctors along the way.
When he was in the coma, we visited him regularly. The boys weren’t able to go see him but they made posters to show their love and support and hung out in the waiting room of the hospital.
We went to visit him the day after they brought him out of the coma. He was in so much pain and so uncomfortable. He was hot and then cold and then hot again. Steve and I used whatever we could find to help cool him off while his dad went to go find a fan.
We have had so many sweet moments with Scott in this process. One came that first day we visited him after the coma. At some point in the visit, Scott needed to go to the bathroom. I decided it was a good time for me to head home, we had been there for quite a while. I was telling Scott that it was time for me to go and with hardly any voice he whispered “don’t go”. I explained I was going to need to leave because he was going to the bathroom. Again, in the faintest voice, “Just go in the hallway and then come back in.” He could’ve asked me to do just about anything at that point and I would have obliged!
Another highlight was when we started letting the boys see Scott through facetime phone calls. They would sit out in the lobby and talk to Scott from just down the hall. There was laughing and plenty of crying. Scott couldn’t communicate but I think he enjoyed watching his silly friends.
Each time the boys went to visit, they wanted to do something for him. This particular time, they were creating a playlist for him to play in the hospital room.
Then they finally got to see him in person. The team of doctors allowed him to go to a lobby area so he could see his family and close friends. This was a harder day for Hunter than I expected. He had a hard time talking with Scott – he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t want to talk about sports or school and make him feel bad, which left him at a loss of words. He finally found his groove talking about past memories together.
A few days later we threw an epic hospital birthday party for him. This is the first day we started to see the old Scott again. He smiled. His eyes seemed to have a little more life. And all these kids were so excited to visit him.
If you ask Hunter, the true highlight of his recovery came when they moved Scott out of ICU and suddenly they could visit whenever they wanted. And they went multiple times a week. Bless those sweet nurses who put up with these boys playing and goofing off in their patient’s room. Scott would come alive every time they came for a visit and there always seemed to be a new game they could play with him for his therapy. There was a lot of basketball – and we thought it was only fair if they played basketball in the same purple gown that Scott had to wear. Even more fair when they would shut their eyes!
Nothing brings kids closer together than serving one another and they’ve all taken turns rubbing his feet and scratching his back and grabbing whatever he needed.
There have been countless fundraisers held on his behalf by so many loving friends. Hunter went to work doing lawns.
These cute neighborhood girls made and sold green salsa as well as bagged and sold pebble ice. They made their delivery to hospital and Scott was pleased to have these cute visitors.
I have loved getting texts during the day when he hits milestones like making his way around the hall or getting dressed and sitting in a chair for the first time. These texts meant that there was progress. And every text meant he was one step closer to coming home.
You better believe, when I got the text a few weeks back that he was going to be discharged and to keep my afternoon/evening free for when he finally makes it home – we were there.
With tears in my eyes I watched him slowly get out of the car while this loving group clapped and cheered for him. I had flashbacks to that very first time in the hospital when we saw him and he was unrecognizable. He is proof that miracles happen today. All the prayers and good thoughts were felt by this grateful family.
It was a happy day when Scott entered our home for the first time in a long time (the accident happened just two days after we got home from our long summer trip and he was supposed to play at our house the very night of the accident). The whole family was so excited to see him and play with him.
Hunter and his friends are learning how to play with him in new and different ways than they used to and it’s truly tender to watch. I think tragedy and hardship often bring out the very best in people – I know that’s been true in this case.
This is what I want my kids to know:
Right now they’re young enough that they think being humble is not taunting the other team after you beat them. We’ve got a ways to go before we get to this point – but think of how rich their lives would be if they could understand this one concept.
Every day at school Bennett has these quick paragraphs where he answers a prompt. (meant to get thoughts on paper every morning without editing) I get a kick out of some of the things he writes .
One prompt asked what he would do if he was 100 feet tall. The paragraph started out fairly normal before things started sounding familiar – as if I had heard this story. It then dawned on me that the second half of his paragraph was describing the intro video they play at the ASU Football games where Sparky (the mascot) looks to be 100 feet tall compared to the small city he’s walking through on his way to the stadium. In the background, there’s a giant haboob (yes, thats a real word – google it!) and Sparky smashes the opponents bus as he enters the stadium. Most of that made it into his paragraph! 🙂
This writing was fun as well. He really does love Idaho and he really loves my brother’s property. And I realized he’s writing so fast he didn’t even spell his middle name correct!
I caught Hallie on the couch this afternoon shuffling through the old blog books. She loves to read through the old books from when she was little. I used to record the funny conversations that happened daily. Now that I have more kids, the funny things they say is constant and I don’t do as well recording all the little conversations. Years down the road she’s going to claim she’s the funniest because on the record, it appears to be that way. 🙂
Kara: Lets go get your sandals on
Hallie: Yeah, I love candles, and sing Happy Birthday?
Kara: Not candles, your sandals
Hallie: Yeah, candles, no Happy Birthday?
Kara: Your shoes, your sandals
Hallie: Oh yea, (sigh) my candles
We used to have conversations like this all day long. She was a chatty cathy and she would just follow me around the house talking. I like to remind her of that now that she’s a teenager and suddenly doesn’t have as much to say!
We’ve got a special 11-year-old today and he got the birthday treatment!
Doughnuts and birthday bucket at breakfast.
One of his best friends, Scott (who’s currently not attending school because of his burns), was able to surprise him at lunch.
He had a favorite dinner (hot diggity dogs) with special dinner guests and then it was presents and treats and then off to soccer. The only disappointment of the day was the Packers losing to the Eagles.
Hunter is fun. He’s confident. And even better, he’s kind. (although his brothers might disagree at times!)
Earlier this week, we were talking with some people who live in the neighborhood and have a boy Hunter’s age. For the most part they have different interests and they don’t seem to spend a lot of time together aside from annual birthday parties or occasional night games.
But evidently, their boy loves Hunter and really looks up to him. They talked about how kind he is to their boy who isn’t very social and doesn’t do a ton with friends. Their child looks forward to riding the bus because he sits with Hunter. They appreciate how Hunter includes him on the playground even if he’s not the most athletic.
As the parents went on, I could feel of their love for Hunter because of his love for their child. Kindness goes such a long way and Hunter is learning how to give it generously.
Both Steve and I were beaming as they spoke – those are the best parenting moments.
Happy birthday buddy!
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