On Sunday Will's speech therapist came in with, wonder-of-wonders, a hamburger!! It was actually more like a sloppy joe than a Big Mac, but hey, it had a bun and ground beef, so who's complaining? Not Will! He dove into it with all the confidence of a master Masticator. The therapist was totally blown away with how manfully he wolfed it down--few delays in swallowing, no choking, no getting stuff stuck on the roof of the mouth, no yawning between bites, just total concentration and ultimate triumph: a totally clean plate (the therapist did suggest that next time he ate a little less manfully, taking smaller bites).
The next day one of his fellow residents named Adam came by while he was eating. They had been through clinics together from September through December. He said to Dam, "Thanks for dropping by," as clearly as anything he has said yet. His speech therapist was pleased and told Will he is really making good progress. He just needs to remember these three things:
1. Slow down
2. Over-articulate
3. Speak up
(SOS)
Little did she know that he had just barely used all three the last time he called the nursing station.
Will loves the Latin dance music Sarah has been putting on since she got here. She keeps trying to entice him to get up by showing off her awesome dance moves but so far he has merely raised his blanket to shield his eyes in embarassment for her. Whether he will be able to resist when Elvis is crooning "Little Sister" remains to be seen.
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