Then today Noah did some decent crawling in the morning, but when I put him in his respiratory patterning jack this afternoon (it helps him take deep breaths on a good rhythm) one of the bladders was busted. And after I changed them, the new bladders would fill up, but wouldn't empty -- which means they would squeeze the air out of him, but not allow him to take that deep breath back in. I spent two hours trying to fix it, which didn't turn out so well. So the really great intellectual program that I had planned during that time only got partially done, and the other things I was planning to accomplish in that time went unfinished.
Some days are like that -- but tomorrow's a new day!
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