The boy with five names

This isn't my blog, it's Zack's. Zack arrived here seven weeks early, he had no heartbeat and wasn't breathing. He suffered catastrophic damage to his brain, he has cerebral palsy, problems with his hearing, vision and feeding. Our lives are both challenging and extraordinary. He is a gift. I hope that for whatever reason you find yourself reading this blog it can go some way to help those in the same situation and some way to remove the cloak that covers parenting a child with disabilities.

Monday 29 October 2012

Thundercats got a bit too scary

Zack has a new seat.

An R82 Panda and its fantastic. He loves it, I love it, Scarlett loves it. A brilliant piece of equipment.

He can now sit again. He can go up to the table, all the way down to the floor. And it has it's very own table that attaches underneath the arm.

When we first got it I pushed it right down to the floor so Zack was at the same level as Scarlett. She stood in front of him grabbed both his hands and shook them in a little dance. They then spent the next ten minutes watching Thundercats together, with her resting her elbow on the arm of his chair.

Thundercats got a bit too scary so we turned it off. Quite violent those cat things.

Here's some pics of Zack in his new chair. (Note, we don't usually dress him up as a doctor in his chair.)