Michael is an awesome son, brother, friend, and a class act.
Loved by many, this is the story of how he will make his way back.
Sludacris

Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Surgery
Other news is that he is going to undergo a regime of treatments for the NMDA problem. A test came back positive again and the treatment is basically a type of chemo. It may help him to get better sooner, and should not hurt him. We will begin that treatment in about 3 weeks after he gets over the surgery.
Other than that Michael is doing pretty well. He has made improvements in many areas, but not as rapid as I had hoped. Maybe the NMDA treatments will help. I still hold a lot of hope for my young man.
Pops
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Breath of fresh air!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Healing up
We are still awaiting some NMDA test results that if positive would require significant treatment. In a way we are hoping for the tests to be positive because it would explain a few things. We should know in a couple of days and will let you know. Otherwise, medically he is mending from many rubs and abrasions. He has one major problem with a finger but it is healing and hopefully when it gets better he will not have to worry about infections and such from open wounds.
For now I can tell you Michael still remembers how to shoot pool, play ping pong and basketball, that kind of stuff. Wild what he naturally can retain. He also has not lost his lack of patience. One of the other patients was playing uno with us and was kinda slow in making choices, so Michael just kind of looked at him and said come on dude! But overall he is returning to his sweet self, he just wants to be normal again.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
orange you glad I'm here
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Antsy!
Friday, May 6, 2011
It's great to be a Tennessee Vol
When I got here, he looked at me and said "Tennessee!" (A fabulous greeting, in my opinion.) We walked the halls chanting "I said it's great to be a Tennessee Vol"- any UT fan knows how this goes. He even sang a little Rocky Top with me.
So, for now the plan is:
A. New rehab- we are touring a place this afternoon.
B. Continue getting Michael back to Michael, as much as we can. There are moments where it is clear he is in there.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Better
He is going to the hospital monday to have another MRI and tests to make sure he doesn't have anything medical going on.
Summer is almost here and I know a lot of you are going to visit. He will like that.
Pops
This post is only a couple of days after the tornado's that devastated Alabama. Lots of people are hurting. We have a lot to be grateful for.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
A request
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Thanks!!!!!!
Friday, April 15, 2011
morning coffee
Thursday, April 14, 2011
One day at a time
Monday, April 11, 2011
Don't count me out!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Our support
We can’t afford to look at the big picture right now- 6 months ago vs. today. We must look at small improvements he makes, however minimal.
In my short time with him and sporadic phone conversations, he has improved. His conversational skills are noticeably better than one month ago when I was in Dallas. It is a step forward.
I know this journey has been 1 step forward two steps back, 1 step forward 10 steps back... but it’s not even close to over.
There is ABSOLUTELY still hope for improvement.
Perhaps I will post short updates once every few weeks if the blog stays alive. I plan to spend a few weeks in Dallas next month. Hopefully good things to report after that.
This blog has over 30,000 views.
I know there are people reading this, hoping and praying for Michael and his family whom they will never even meet. Thank you so much for keeping the light.
Let’s try and spread it.
send him goodies!! pictures!! Sports magazines!! posters!!
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Saturday, April 9, 2011
Can't sugar coat it.
All we know right now is that Michael is only a sliver of his former self. He stays aggitated much of the time and I spend a lot of time trying to hold him with him kicking and spitting at me. Eventually it stops but it may take over an hour. He has little memory of it later, but actually has little memory of anything. He doesn't know who Rosi and I are most of the time, even after all this time. Medically he is fighting infections, black eyes, etc. from his flailing. He can play simple card games and likes to throw the football. I have given up any hope of him returning to anything close to his previous capabilities.
I guess what is getting to us is that this has gone on for so long now that we see little light at the end of the tunnel and we have nothing left. Our sadness for our son runs very deep and it is always present. There is nothing anyone can do to change it, and it is impossible to understand why this happened to him and why he has never been able to catch a break. We will hang in there but you have to try to imagine the pain of watching someone you love so young reduced to nursing home status. I know many of you have experienced similar situations so I don't mean to try to throw out a pity towel, but this is my blog.
I don't think I will blog anymore or come back to this. I cannot imagine why anyone would want to be part of this living hell. Thanks for everyone's support.
Mike
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
New digs
Friday, March 25, 2011
Lalapaloosa?
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Code 8!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Finallyyyy got tot see him :))
Warning: this post is all over the place*!
I hadn’t seen Michael since January. I knew he’d come a long way since being in the Dallas hospital for several weeks; but he appears to be, at least physically, in worse condition than I or any of his friends saw him in January.
His motor skills and coordination have been affected from the supposed reinfection/ relapse he experienced during/following his 2 week stay at Vanderbilt. He has lost a lot of weight, and struggles more now with vocabulary than before. He sometimes has violent mood swings (could be partly caused by a certain medication he’s taking which may be adjusted soon)... He doesn’t speak much. Doesn’t look like himself...
HOWEVER, I honestly feel more hopeful and encouraged about Michael’s recovery than ever before.
This is why:
Despite the severity of his symptoms (which improved even over the 4 days I was there) there is a newness in his eyes: more awareness, feeling, certainly more emotion...
I believe he understands what is being said to him - no just the meaning of words, but the intent behind them. This felt new.
If he chooses to respond, it’s after careful thought. He is deliberate in his delivery and, most of the time, gives a logical and relevant response.
Another new development (to me) is his effort to recognize and verbalise his feelings. “I am happy” or “I am not sad” are phrases Loren and I heard a few times over the week. Oh, and when Loren or I would rub his shoulders, he let out a long “aaawwwweeessoommmeee”.!
*While Loren was cutting Michael’s hair, Loren and I gave Michael a concert, bless his heart.. We sang some Johnny Cash and Dave Matthews, then eventually progressed to rapping...Michael was enjoying seeing us make fools of ourselves. He said, “I am happy” a couple of times. When we started into the Fresh Prince theme song, Michael rolled his eyes, laughed and shook his head. He let out a big sigh and looked down. I saw a few tears streaming down his face.
I said, “Are those happy tears?”.
He looked up, smiled, and said, “Yessssss”.
:)
Also new:
*He is seems aware of social dynamics around him- responds negatively to tension in the room, or positively to people laughing or showing kindness to one another. He HATES it when people talk to him like he’s a child, which happens a lot right now.
--This frustrates me. Michael is still Michael- intelligent and capable. He’s just sick right now..
Anyway, my last day in Dallas, Rosi and I had lunch with Michael at the rehab center. A therapist came into the room to greet Michael. She was very sweet, but she spoke to him loudly and slowly, repeating each sentence twice. After she left the room, Michael rolled his eyes and gave me this look like “Is she serious?!”, then let out a frustrated sigh and shook his head. I joined his frustration, “I know!... You’re not seven... you just don’t talk very much right now.”
He nodded yes, and patted my leg.
Michael communicates well through facial expressions, hand gestures, body language. Plus his trademark mannerisms leave little to question. I think he often prefers to communicate nonverbally.
I want to mention that the aides and therapists at the rehab center LOOOVVEEE Sludog! When I was there having lunch, they busted the door open blasting some club music, and started chanting “Go Michael! Go Michael!” Out of nowhere!! Michael loved it. We all started chanting, Michael joined in. He was beaming, had the biggest smile on his face :)) I love that these are the people spending hours with him everyday.
Michael struggles with names still. He didn’t know my name last week, but I felt like he knew who I was more than ever before. He treated me exactly like he always does. -even being a little protective at times.
When I told him I was leaving, he understood that he wouldn’t see again me for quite a while. He hugged me for a few minutes, tightly, eyes closed... He was sad. I was sad...
He kissed me on the forehead and said, “miss you, call me”.
Yes, I’m concerned about him always, but not as worried anymore. He’s in good hands there. The nurses and techs love him. Mike and Rosi are with him every single day. All infections are gone now, so it’s just healing from here. Granted, it may be a long and difficult roller coaster ahead, but I don’t hesitate to say I think the worst is over.
Dallas is good.
Up up here we gooo
LOVE
Maisie
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Downside
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Back at CNS
Maisie and I were able to hang out last night and again this afternoon with Michael, and I feel really hopeful after visiting with him. He greeted Maisie very warmly...
We looked at his scrapbook- he found an old picture of his friend Rajib particularly hilarious.
We played basketball inside and football outside. One of the best parts of being in this facility is the freedom-
Michael is no longer trapped in a little hospital room, but is allowed to roam with his aide.
BUT I do feel more hopeful today than I did last week about his eventual recovery. He is fighting hard. Maisie says she will update in a few days.