Happy Easter

Happy Happy Easter! Or, Hoppy Easter if you’re looking for the bunny.

It was supposed to be a mellow day. We had to go to the pharmacy and pickup my medications. I liked going for a drive. It was busy so dad didn’t like it. And, there was a problem with one of my meds. Silly computers and silly insurance.

I also had a shower and dad brushed my hair. He says my hair is easier to brush after a shower. My arms and hands were extra tight again today. We turned my DBS off this morning. Then we will see if I can do more with my hands. DBS stands for Deep Brain Stimulation. I have a pulse generator in my chest and wires go to leads in my head. Dad says we should notice changes in a day or two. He better tell the doctor.

There are other things that can cause my muscles to not cooperate, but dad hasn’t talked about other things to try yet. He said some stuff but it didn’t make sense and he said we will talk more about it a different day. That means it is more details and stuff I do not like to talk about.

I should tell dad to write a post about the DBS. And about the other surgeries. I don’t like to talk about it, but I do like to talk about when I stay at the hospital and see the nurses. A lot of them know me cuz I have been there a lot. It is fun to go for walks around the hospital and see everybody.

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