my escort

Yesterday Carl was back at his "post" at church as one of the ushers for our Sunday morning service. I was honored to have him escort me to my seat! He continues to push forward, working toward as much normalcy as possible.


Nights have been a bit challenging lately. Although he rarely talks about the nerve pain in his foot during the day, Carl sometimes cries out in his sleep. I guess it is a subconscious reaction to the discomfort or maybe it is a side effect of the medication. He tells me in the morning that he doesn't remember it and says he sleeps fairly well, but it is often very unsettling to me: I have trouble going back to sleep, especially if it happens numerous times.


Lyrica doesn't appear to be as effective yet as we had hoped, but we will try a higher dosage this next week.