Motherhood, Tales From The Inside

I finally found out how to get my pictures onto the new computer, but since the story is about Neal, and he doesn't want my blog full of pictures of him, you get this. At least it is something.

Ok so it has been a while, but I am back a ready to tell our story. I think I ended with The first day at the hospital. Neal was pretty much a very good looking vegetable. He couldn't talk or move. The Doctors and Nurses would ask him questions, and he would just stare at then with frightened eyes.

My favorite question was, "Do you know who this lady is." Pointing to me, and he would look at them and shake his head no, no matter who asked him , the answer was always no. And at the same time, I was the one he kissed and held hands with, so I wondered if he wanted to hold hands and kiss all of the Nurses.

I later found out that he did know who I was, he just didn't understand the words that anyone spoke to him. So he would look at me with that frightened look that I interpreted as, " I don't have any idea who you are." In fact he was really thinking "Help me out Heather, I have no idea what these people are saying to me." It was a good 2 months before he could begin to understand the simplest words. Some times the simplest words are the sweetest!