Today was very similar to yesterday. Ty had some good moments, one where he even gave his Daddy two hugs around the neck from his hospital bed. He tried to eat a banana but got frustrated because his "mouth not work" the way it used to. With physical therapy that will correct itself, but he doesn't understand that just yet. A feeding tube inserted into his stomach might be a short-term consideration until he can get back in shape.
We read a lot of books, watched some Max and Ruby and played Leapster. We dragged him out of bed onto Daddy's lap for about 15 minutes, but his head was hurting him and we put him back down so he could be more comfortable. Although it's taking much longer than anyone expected to get better and to get out of the ICU, we hope he continues on this path toward recovery. The tortoise wins the race.
Gavin spent the afternoon at the Ronald McDonald house and tore up the playroom (and every other room he could get into). He tossed around some remote controls, threw around his goldfish, climbed the furniture, rode the cars into the walls and then went home. We enjoyed having him around today and we can't wait for the next visit.