I can’t begin to tell you how nice it is that yesterday is behind us. It was a whirlwind of activity from start to finish. I’m still not sure how time allowed it but I was even able to get Ryan outside for thirty minutes, until we were driven in by a small burst of rain.
When we finally put Ryan to bed and flipped on the NCAA March Madness (that I paused on the DVR), I was mentally numb. Sue started to ask me a question and all I could say is, “Please, I’m done thinking for the day”, trying my best to look as pitiful as I felt. I was grateful she was okay with that. Quite grateful, yes-indeedy.
Let me jump right in with the baclofen. Ryan is nearly twenty-four hours post-reduction with no clear negative effects. He had another great night… in a small-run of great nights. As delighted as I am that he is tolerating the baclofen decrease, I’m equally disheartened that no encouraging signs of alertness or awareness are present. Like in the past, I’ll feel more comfortable come Sunday when seventy-two hours passed. Preemptively, I already sent off a request to the neurologist for the next reduction (45 mcg) and scheduled the date (March 26th).
We did receive some good news on Ryan’s forearm that was fractured over a year ago. The ulna bone, although not completely joined, is mostly healed… and in a good way. The weight-bearing part of the bone is in great shape, and therefore it is strong and stable. Well, as strong as his compromised bone density allows. It certainly would have been nice to be given this analysis up-front!