Brian began his summer break two weeks ago, and I became one of the happiest people on earth.
It's been wonderful having the extra help with two little ones. Changing diapers for two children is not easy, so having an extra set of hands has been pretty close to heaven.
We've been getting out more, so the prisoners that Caleb, Silas, and I were this past year have been set free. What's more, my driving ban is pretty much over. It was this week, six months ago, that I had my last seizure. I took Silas for a quick trip to the store yesterday- by myself- and it felt like going out with Caleb when he was smaller. I HAVE NEVER taken both boys out by myself, because my first seizure happened pretty quickly after Silas was born, and I had never gotten the chance. Some new things are in store for sure.
We began the vacation as we always do, heading straight for the zoo. Since then, we've tried to go to the park, the library, and we tried canoeing, but it didn't work out. Caleb was terrified, and Silas's life jacket was awkwardly covering his chin/mouth, and he was not having it, so that ended that. We put them on the swings instead, and it was pure delight.
Last week, we headed to my home in NJ, because Caleb and I are seeing a doctor there. In truth, I'd rather not travel at all, because we are at a difficult stage with Silas, but we have no choice. About 50-55 minutes from my parents, there is a homeopathic doctor we are seeing. He was recommended to me by my sister. I cannot explain exactly what he does, but in some cases, it is nothing short of a miracle. People come from all over to see him, including 31 states and 7 countries. It is expensive, because insurance does not cover it, and between me and Caleb both, we are spending a great deal.
Do we know for sure Caleb will be healed? No, we don't. But we know that we love him more than we love money, and if there is any chance this doctor can cure him, we are willing to take it. It isn't a waste, because he is making Caleb healthier, even if the autism isn't cured. He told us that he had a four-year-old girl as a patient, who had never once spoken, and her parents were spending a great deal of money to see him on travel alone, since they were from Texas. It took a few visits, but he had her speaking at last, and she was speaking exactly like other four-year-olds. (Before they had come to him, they had gone all over, including France, and no one else could help her.)
Changing topics, we have lots of plans for the rest of the summer. We want to take the boys swimming in the lake down the street. We plan on going to another zoo later this summer. Down the street from the hospital where the boys were born is a fair in that we'll probably attend. But, at the end of the day, the park with slides and swings is still probably the most exciting thing, at least for Caleb.
I'll leave you with a few photos from the zoo two weeks ago:
