The past couple days I will admit have been really bland. We seem to have been in a lull that will only change once we see more improvement in Alice. I came up on the 18th and once I entered the room and saw her countenance I could tell she was still a long way off from being herself. Her eyes were long and her frown permanent. Her communication is still to only point and grunt. She will speak, but only when the two initial lines of communication won't do. I was able to get her out of bed and walk over to the couch where some toys were. As she sat and stared out the window, the snow fell on the parking garage. It had stacked up several inches and I decided to change things up. I asked her if she would like to see me go outside, on top of the garage and wave to her. She nodded and I went. I wondered perhaps the idea was more for me than her. In the end it benefited both of us. I was glad to get out of the room for a minute and she was happy to see a change of scenery.
This stay has been a tough one. Mostly because we didn't expect it. Which makes being at the hospital through Christmas that much harder. We are so grateful for what Primary's and others have done for us during this time. Christmas at the hospital really is a great experience. Santa comes and visits and there is all sorts of activities provided to the children. The tough part is having the family split up on Christmas Eve and Christmas day. However, we will make the best of it and feel grateful that we still have our little Alice with us. That of course is most important. Both Lisy and I again are so grateful for the acts of kindness to us during this time. We would not be able to handle this schedule and the emotional ups and downs without all of you. Really, its true. We could not do this with out you. We love you. Merry Christmas.