Damonito is fascinated with numbers. 8 is his favorite, 2 is a close second. Damonito has really never been able to talk. He has a voice and about 5 words, eight and two are among them. And silly. He says, "silly, silly, silly." I dropped by to hang out for a bit yesterday and he gave me a big hug and a smile. When he hugged me he patted my back and said, "awww."
It's hard to know what has been affected by the surgery. He's not saying numbers, although he likes to look at them and points. I would say his personality hasn't really been affected, he loves to give hugs and kisses, always has. He moves very slowly and deliberately. He's shakey and weak, and tires quickly. But I do see progress.
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