We had a couple of really difficult weeks. At times, it seemed like Matthew would never be his 'normal' self again. He was completely miserable. He cried a lot and stayed up nights, which meant less sleep for me. He slept during the day at school. During this time, it wasn't pinching himself that was the problem. This time, he rubbed his legs repeatedly, until it broke the skin. The tops of his legs from his knees to his hips were a mess. We had to apply bandages daily and tried our best to keep him from rubbing his legs and making it worse.
I am happy to say he is better now. Much, much better! My sweet, little happy boy is back.Starting this past weekend, he has laughed and laughed and laughed God only knows what he is thinking, but the sound of his giggles brings a smile to my face. It is a contagious kind of laugh that you cannot resist. He gets so silly with it. It is so much fun to watch. I wish I had a sound clip or video of it to share, I will try to get one.
"Laughter which cannot be suppressed is catching. Sooner or later it washes away our defenses, and undermines our dignity, and we join in it -- ashamed of our weakness, and embittered against the cause of its exposure, but no matter, we have to join in, there is no help for it." Mark Twain
Times like these, when the house is filled with laughter, makes all the more difficult times worthwhile. It's all part of this wonderful journey.
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