Wow... it has been awhile since I have put out any update. Randy has come so far in his healing that he doesn't require so much of my time and attention, so I was able to go back to school. Between going to school full time and working full time, I don't have a lot of extra time!
Randy is doing amazing. He is now working a full 8 hour day. I was a little worried that he would tire out too much, but he is handling it very well. In the next few weeks he wants to add a bit more to his plate and take a photography class. Prior to the accident, Randy had developed a love of photography. He had taken quite a few classes at the local community college, mostly focusing on black and white photography. He is now branching out into the world of digital photography. He is beginning to drive Cass and I a bit crazy. With the black and white, film was a little expensive so he had to plan out his pictures and he took very few. With digital, he doesn't have to worry about the cost of film, so he is constantly taking our picture. I think we have over 50 alone of just me driving. But I love to see him getting back to the things that he was so passionate about before.
The last few weeks haven't been all work for us. Since Cass had to spend her birthday last year mostly at the hospital, we decided to take her out to have some fun. We headed to Ocean Shores for a few days and had an amazing time! So much so, in fact, that we ended up staying an extra day. I think it was good for the three of us to get away from everything and play for a few days.
Though Randy has come so far, he still has what we jokingly refer to as "brain injur moments". One such example occurred about a week ago. A couple weeks prior to this occurrence, we had purchased a screen door for our front door. Randy hadn't measured the door or anything. He just grabbed the one he thought would fit. Well, it didn't fit. So he took it back the next day. Then, about a week ago, he sends me the following email
"In case you didn't know, I suffered a brain injury in 2006 and have some severe memory deficits, so bare with me. Did we end up purchasing a storm door, if so, where did we put it?"
I just had to laugh! His memory, overall, is getting better. He likes to joke that at least his is better than his father's!
