This week began the beginning of Avi's HyperBaric Oxygen Therapy (HBOT). The clinic asked us to come in at 7:30 every morning, but knowing that would be extremely difficult, Debbie asked for a later appointment. We were given 8:00. So every morning the sleeping brothers are wake begrudgingly, to be yanked from their warm beds, dragged across town and into the doctor's office. Avi already loves it. He has made friends with Tolesa (though he calls him Ah-ah-es-ah), Shane and Shawn (his favorite). They are the technicians who check his temperature, blood pressure and O2 sats. They also slide him into the tube and run it while the doctor comes and goes.
We told him that its a rocket ship so he wouldn't be scary for him, but he didn't seem to need it. He loves being slid into the tube, and getting to watch his favorite DVD's for an hour. For us though, things are a little different. We get to watch him without being able to do anything. We can hear him through a speaker and talk to him through a phone and of course see him through the glass (acrylic actually), but we can't touch him or do anything to help him. Today he suddenly decided to stand up and all I could do is watch as he hit his head on the top. Then he cried and cried and couldn't get a kiss or a hug or even a tissue. He actually calmed down very quickly, but still its hard to watch.
On the whole though, it goes really well. He loves the people and the experience and is really learning the routine.
Itai is slightly less interested in the whole thing. The place is covered in knobs and buttons and he can't touch any of them! It's horrible. He plays along, but it is difficult for him to wait so long. He is really interested in what his brother is doing in the tube and how he can get in there with him. He spent quite a bit of time pulling on the bar, feeling around the tube and looking for a way in.
Every morning Avi gets really excited to go to the doctor's office and go in the tube. Three dives down, 17 to go!