Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Well.

When last we parted, it had been confirmed that Huckle couldn't breathe, sleep, or hear.

Now, turns out he can't see. When his glasses get here in two weeks, they might be able to correct to 20/100. He needs a prescription for +8 and +8.5, but first we're making a stop at +6 and +6.5 to get him accustomed to the corrections.

"How many weeks premature was he?" asked the doc.

Still no clue.

3 comments:

Krissy said...

I noticed that nobody has commented yet. I wanted to let you know that I've been following your family and Huck since the beginning. I can't imagine what it must be like to be either you or Huckle.

I was wondering if getting some hearing, breathing and sight repair might not greatly improve his behavioral diagnosis? I'd imagine much of his life feels like fuzzy things raring up at him out of nowhere.

Poor guy. I think you're doing a great job, for what it's worth.

Maerlowe said...

Hiya Krissy, thanks for commenting.

We're totally expecting Huck's personality to change once the medical difficulties are either corrected or improved. Who knows what Huck will be like under all this stuff.

Maggie said...

It's too bad you have such little information on Huck. It would be so much easier to help him if there wasn't so much guesswork involved.

I hope you're doing well.