Update time!
Matt has been out of the "regular" hospital, and in the "rehab hospital", for a couple weeks or so now. I am back in PA visiting until Thursday. We visited Matt early last week before Floss caught strep throat, so we stayed away for a few days while the penicillin did its stuff.
He continues to show remarkable improvement every single day.
Yesterday morning, the phone rang here at the house, and Floss answered. Matt was on the phone, and said "Happy Mothers' Day!" This was, perhaps, the best Mothers' Day present she has ever received.
There is a lot of joy and smiles in PA these days.
We went to see him late in the afternoon (after spending a couple hours cleaning up paint that I spilled all over the sidewalk and back porch...hahahaha!....yeesh) and here's the deal:
Matt now pretty much understands everything said to him and can process that information and reply to it, but the replying part is, so far, a struggle. We had a hunting show on TV, for example, and I asked if he'd like to watch something else. He said "yes", so we surfed cannels until we found a travel channel showing scenery. After a couple minutes, I stated that it looked like NM. He said "You would know that better than me." (but it's usually pretty tough to understand what he says unless you think about it for a couple seconds or ask him to repeat) Later, we put on the Suns/Clippers game. He asked me who I wanted to see win, and said he was rooting for the Clippers. I asked him if he knows where he is, and he said "In the hospital". I said "yeah, but in what city?" He replied "Sunbury", which is wrong, so I told him he's in Danville, not Sunbury....but no matter. His feeding tube has been removed, and he is eating solid food (sort of...everything must be pureed, like mashed potatoes, applesauce, that sort of thing).
He asked to talk to his brother Bret, so we called him, and they talked for several minutes. He wants Bret to come visit him today, so Floss and I will be making sure Bret gets a ride there today. He asked about Holly and the kids, and we reassured him that his family is well. (They visit frequently, too, but weren't there at the time)
I could go on and on, but you get the point. Matt's back.
There's talk that he may be ready to go home in 4-6 weeks.
He can't stand on his own yet, and there's plenty of therapy ahead (speech, occupational, physical), but he's getting a couple hours of all that every day.
This will probably be my last update until I report that he's home.
Thank you God.
Bob