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portable and set him up with an account he can use. You’ll need to help him at first. There are software products that will read the contents of the computer screen for him, but I don’t think you’ll need to help him for long. He’ll figure out how to use computers to help himself pretty quickly.”
Greg turned to watch Davey sitting on the sofa. “That’s the most he’s been still and quiet in days. Even when he’s been sitting, he’s jittery and restless.”
“He’s young and has a lot of energy, but doesn’t know what to do with himself. Everything has changed for him in the past week. His entire world has changed. I know I keep saying that, but it’s true.” Tom lowered his voice. “But that doesn’t mean you can give him whatever he wants. Just like you did before, you need to make sure he understands the boundaries. At some point he’s going to figure out that he can try to use his condition to get what he wants, from you and from others. Maybe not right away….”
Greg inhaled deeply. “I never thought of that.”
“Of course not, and I’m probably throwing a lot at you at once, but it seems the world is doing that too.”
Greg looked overwhelmed, so Tom stopped his commentary. There was only so much they could comprehend in one go.
“I should start making dinner while I have the chance,” Greg said. “I’ve been making finger food because that seems to be the easiest for Davey to eat. When I signed him up for the classes, they said they’d teach him how to use utensils and stuff like that.” Greg stopped. “I never thought about it before, but Davey is going to have to relearn almost everything.” He reached out for the table and steadied himself.
“It will be all right. There are people who can teach him what he needs to know. Howard can help him as well, and once Davey’s able to do things for himself, his life and your life will be easier. Davey needs to be as independent as possible. I understand that Howard lived alone before he met Gordy. It can be done.” Tom moved closer to Greg. “I know it seems overwhelming for you.” Tom put his arm around Greg’s waist. “People forget that it isn’t just Davey affected by all this. Your life changed too.”
“I’d do anything for Davey.”
“I’m not saying you wouldn’t. But the life you had where Davey was a normal kid playing sports and going to school like everyone else is gone. It’s okay for you to grieve.”
Greg turned to him. “I don’t have time.”
Tom didn’t argue. Greg moved into the kitchen and began making dinner. In the quiet moments, Tom could hear the audio from Davey’s story. The meal was indeed simple, with heated frozen chicken nuggets, some vegetables, and french fries cooked in the oven. “We’re living on stuff like this because it’s what he can eat,” Greg explained. “I offered to help feed him….” Greg’s tone was heartbreaking.
“Things will get better,” Tom reassured him. The sadness and doubt he saw in Greg’s eyes tore at Tom’s heart. “The food doesn’t matter. It isn’t forever, and Davey will learn a whole new set of skills. Then he’ll be able to do a lot of things on his own. He’ll need some time, but it will happen.
“Davey, do you think you can make it to the table on your own, or do you need help?” Greg asked.
The audio stopped and Davey reached to set the tablet on the table, but seemed to change his mind. He held it and stood up, slowly making his way along the route he’d used earlier. “You don’t need to carry the tablet,” Greg said.
“But if I put it down, I won’t be able to find it again,” Davey said, clutching the tablet to his chest. Tom said nothing and lightly touched Greg on the arm. He could tell Greg was holding his breath. Tom was, as well, and they both breathed again when Davey touched the back of one of the dining chairs. He placed the tablet on the table and then pulled out the chair and made his way around until he
Greg turned to watch Davey sitting on the sofa. “That’s the most he’s been still and quiet in days. Even when he’s been sitting, he’s jittery and restless.”
“He’s young and has a lot of energy, but doesn’t know what to do with himself. Everything has changed for him in the past week. His entire world has changed. I know I keep saying that, but it’s true.” Tom lowered his voice. “But that doesn’t mean you can give him whatever he wants. Just like you did before, you need to make sure he understands the boundaries. At some point he’s going to figure out that he can try to use his condition to get what he wants, from you and from others. Maybe not right away….”
Greg inhaled deeply. “I never thought of that.”
“Of course not, and I’m probably throwing a lot at you at once, but it seems the world is doing that too.”
Greg looked overwhelmed, so Tom stopped his commentary. There was only so much they could comprehend in one go.
“I should start making dinner while I have the chance,” Greg said. “I’ve been making finger food because that seems to be the easiest for Davey to eat. When I signed him up for the classes, they said they’d teach him how to use utensils and stuff like that.” Greg stopped. “I never thought about it before, but Davey is going to have to relearn almost everything.” He reached out for the table and steadied himself.
“It will be all right. There are people who can teach him what he needs to know. Howard can help him as well, and once Davey’s able to do things for himself, his life and your life will be easier. Davey needs to be as independent as possible. I understand that Howard lived alone before he met Gordy. It can be done.” Tom moved closer to Greg. “I know it seems overwhelming for you.” Tom put his arm around Greg’s waist. “People forget that it isn’t just Davey affected by all this. Your life changed too.”
“I’d do anything for Davey.”
“I’m not saying you wouldn’t. But the life you had where Davey was a normal kid playing sports and going to school like everyone else is gone. It’s okay for you to grieve.”
Greg turned to him. “I don’t have time.”
Tom didn’t argue. Greg moved into the kitchen and began making dinner. In the quiet moments, Tom could hear the audio from Davey’s story. The meal was indeed simple, with heated frozen chicken nuggets, some vegetables, and french fries cooked in the oven. “We’re living on stuff like this because it’s what he can eat,” Greg explained. “I offered to help feed him….” Greg’s tone was heartbreaking.
“Things will get better,” Tom reassured him. The sadness and doubt he saw in Greg’s eyes tore at Tom’s heart. “The food doesn’t matter. It isn’t forever, and Davey will learn a whole new set of skills. Then he’ll be able to do a lot of things on his own. He’ll need some time, but it will happen.
“Davey, do you think you can make it to the table on your own, or do you need help?” Greg asked.
The audio stopped and Davey reached to set the tablet on the table, but seemed to change his mind. He held it and stood up, slowly making his way along the route he’d used earlier. “You don’t need to carry the tablet,” Greg said.
“But if I put it down, I won’t be able to find it again,” Davey said, clutching the tablet to his chest. Tom said nothing and lightly touched Greg on the arm. He could tell Greg was holding his breath. Tom was, as well, and they both breathed again when Davey touched the back of one of the dining chairs. He placed the tablet on the table and then pulled out the chair and made his way around until he
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