Zyle back to school!

I called the doctor's office on Wednesday to find out what was necessary for him to go back to school - a certain amount of time, an activity level, what? I told the person who answered the phone (NOT the doctor, NOT the nurse, but some functionary within the doctor system) all of Zyle's accomplishments and new signs and how active he was and how he had pumped his head, cried, and kept going yadda yadda yadda. She said she'd pass the message on, but it wouldn't be until Thursday before they got back.

This morning they call back and the woman (still not the doctor or nurse) says "when do you want him to go back?" I blinked. Not at all the response I was expecting. I said, is tomorrow okay? She said sure.

Wow!

So Zyle is going back to school tomorrow!