I cannot even describe how amazing this baby girl is. In just the course of the day, she has made huge improvements, bowling over the doctors, nurses and therapists.
This morning, her eyes were both drifting to the left, having a hard time focusing or staying centered. Tonight, almost exclusively centered and watching momma!
She took her pacifier today, sucking strong! It took a little of her favorite snack, Sweet-Ease, but she's on it. The occupational therapist tried to take it out, and she held it so tight he couldn't get it. They let me give her a little milk to practice swallowing again (it's been 6 days since she has eaten by mouth).
Then, magic: she started cooing today! I was making a few phone calls in the hall, and when I came back, the nurse was all excited. Scarlett was laying in her bed, just cooing and talking to herself. It's a high-pitched kitten sound, and pretty much the cutest thing I have ever heard (appropriate, since her other nickname is kitten). I think she likes the sound of it too. She must be bursting with stories to share with us.
The last EEG showed no seizures, so that medication has been reduced. They don't expect them to return, though new ones could emerge. There is not evidence of a stroke, but they cannot be sure since they cannot observe much physical change. They tell us that no matter what they see in the MRIs or EEGs, they are really more concerned with what she does and how she acts. The brain, especially such a young one, is unpredictable and relatively unknown to even the best doctors. There is infinite possibility of how her brain might redistribute the tasks of the damaged hemisphere, more so than any adult brain ever could. They cannot predict how she might develop in the future, and they are so impressed with how she has handled the trauma so far.
We are absolutely amazed by her progress in such a short time, and it only gives me hope as to what joys lie ahead.