WAKE UP WOO!

So I was a little concerned when the occupational therapist whipped this vibrator out on Trevor today... But apparently it helps to stimulate and reactivate the muscle groups in his right arm, and make that connection with his brain.

We played "Guess Who?" during recreational therapy. He repeated a bunch of new words like "curly," "white," "Brandon" and "girl," which is pretty exciting. Then "for sure" got stuck again. Here's a quick replay...

Jenilara: Does your person have curly hair?

Trevor: For sure.

J: What question do you want to ask next?

T: For sure.

J: Whose turn is it?

T: For sure.

And then...

J: Trevor, can you ask if her person has facial hair? Can you say face?

T: Go.

J: No, say face.

T: Three, No, For sure, Go , [Points to teeth].

Followed by...

J: Trevor, can you say Zach?

T: Brandon, No, For sure, No, Brandon, Brandon

After a solid game, the therapist told Trevor she was going to have him do a little survey. While sitting in his wheelchair, he pretended to be asleep. We would say something along the lines of "Uhh Trevor, we know you're not actually sleeping" and he would try really hard not to smile and then get a big smirk (only on the left side of his face because he still can't move the right side) and burst into laughter. Super funny!

The occupational therapist walked in and said "Hey Trevor." He responded with "Lil' bit."

She worked on writing with Trevor. Because of his Apraxia, his hand gets going faster than his brain and he writes a random combination of letters and numbers, but once he slows down tenfold, he can copy what she writes with only a few errors. After a couple redo's, he successfully wrote "12345," "Trevor," "Alyssa" and "I <3>

Trevor can now hold up the amount of fingers you tell him to. Well, just numbers from 1 to 5 because only one of his hands works. Still impressive!

The occupational therapist asked him how he would say he's thirsty. He held up two fingers and said "three," and then held up two fingers again, and then grabbed his right wrist. She then asked him how he would say he needed the phone. He did a drinking gesture. Next she asked him how to ask what time it is. He did the phone gesture, and then the drinking gesture and then said "three."

This is about how speech therapy went today..

Michelle: What's your name?

Trevor: Chad [looks confused and then laughs really hard].

M: No, tell me your name. Say Trevor.

T: Trevor.

M: Who's behind you? Is that your...?

T: Brother.

M: She is your brother? Or sister?

T: [Laughs] Sister.

M: What's her name?

T: Ken [laughs].

M: Let's count to 40.

T: 20, 40, 50, 60, 70, 70, 70, 70, 20, 20

M: Okay, you tell me what comes next. 10?

T: 20.

M: 20?

T: 20.

M: 30?

T: 20.

M: 40?

T: Uhh, 20.

M: 50?

T: Uhh, 20.

M: 60?

T: 1, 2, 3

M: 70?

T: 1, 2, 3.

M: Okay, we'll count from 1 to 40. 1, 2, 3?

T: 20.

M: Okay, we'll try something else. Trevor, are you comfortable?

T: [Points to yes]. 20.

He's still struggling with object identification. When she puts different things on the table and tells him to grab one of them, he can't.

She told him to say peace out. He said "20." Then she said "peace." He said "out."

It's always really hard to tell what Trevor wants unless he is ready to leave. Today at lunch, he took the brakes off his wheelchair, grabbed everything on the table, piled it in his lap (spilling chips everywhere) and then backed up away from the table. That was our cue. And no, he wouldn't wait for us to finish our food...

Trevor used to count one, two, three for us when we went to scootch him up in bed. Now he counts uno, dos, tres. I love it.

Overall, today was awesome. Trevor was smiley and happy all day. I just love 'im!