The turn around Krusher has made from his days in [big city] to this weekend is just phenomenal to witness and so encouraging.
During my visit Saturday, it dawned on me that it would really suck to look at a hospital room for almost a month straight with no signs of home, your life, or anything familiar. As we can all imagine, a sterile medical environment in no way feels like home.
So KB and I stalked facebook this morning and printed 30 pictures or so that we had access too, thanks to our pages, his page, EP's page, MA's page, etc. It's just a start of a compilation of Krusher's life in photos. We then put the pictures in a photo album. It includes his family, his house from the outside, him playing his instruments, him decked out in Falcons stuff, his housewarming party, Krusher doing his work thing with his camera and [live truck], plus pics from the group at the Masters and stories we've done together. With every flip of the page, I kid you not, Krusher came to life. I wish you could have all seen it. He reacted, he laughed, he smiled, and was so content I think he almost wanted to tear up at the sight of his life..the life we all know he WILL get back to.
EP hit the nail on the head when we talked earlier today. Pictures truly are something so simple, but for him, I think it was everything..it's his connection to the outside world.
So..with that said, there are plenty of blank spots in the photo album for it to grow. When you go to visit, bring a picture of you and him or anything that reminds you of him and tell him a story. He remembers. I told him several stories and I could literally hear him talking back to me (O-K, fo so', dig it.. :)
And EP's right, you have to do all the talking. But he seems to love hearing stories about anything and everything you are up to, or [the station], the Falcons, etc. KB and I also found he responds to really high, positive energy.
Can't wait to see the photos you add..and I know he can't either.
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