I headed to Norman to take Isabelle to the orthotist this morning. When we arrived about forty minutes later it was beginning to rain! This orthotist is really great. He is so much more knowlegable than the past orthotists we have gone to. Izzy’s AFO on her left foot was causing some pressure spots that until last week had just been red spots. She woke up (I think last Tuesday) with a black spot on her foot. We stopped the AFO’s at that point to let the spot heal and then made an appointment to have the splints adjusted. I could see that the pressure was coming from two bolts used to make the tension on the sides of the afo. The orthotist agreed and is going to redo the afo and move the bolts to the bottom of the foot away from that bony area. We will give the foot a week or so to completely heal. I’ve been told it’s best to err on the side of caution to avoid a pressure sore that would keep her from being able to wear her AFOs for a longer time. So… she is very close to measuring up to having casts made for the day time AFO’s which has been our original goal from the beginning. The plan now is to call for an appointment one month out from the day we put splints back on to schedule the fitting/casting to have them made. I talked to Gary about the SWASH, Camilla was wondering if it needed adjustments made, but he checked it and based on the position of her hip bone felt it was still good. I asked him to order replacement cuffs and parts so it can be switched to wash. He is going to mail those parts along with her corrected AFO so we don’t have to go back to pick them up.
I think Izzy is the only one of the kids missing school this week. I explained to her that this is spring break and she would be going back next week. She really does seem to enjoy school. She wasn’t thrilled with her time in the kid walk yesterday. She didn’t complain too much, but she just wasn’t thrilled.
Emelia enjoyed driving by the University of Oklahoma stadium… we can’t pass up a chance to grab some to-go pasta from my all time favorite Victoria’s Pasta. Yummy. Thanks to Matt’s mother, Emelia is a fan of OSU (black and orange) but was still impressed with the OU campus. We parked in front of a yoga studio and emelia discreetly watched and snapped pics with her phone. She was impressed by their limberness… We saw many interesting sites while in Norman.
I was sad to hear about the death of actress Natasha Richardson. There is so much unknown about the brain and brain injuries. There are so many children who have suffered near drowning accidents and may have the same injury but the results are very different. The doctors can replace organs, make artificial limbs, knock out infections… but when the brain is involved they have a huge ?. This has caused us to place all our hope regarding Izzy’s healing into God’s hands. He is the great healer.
It is really warming up here in Oklahoma. Yesterday it was in the 80’s. The rain has cooled it off a little, but it definitely feels like spring! I’m going to have to do some shopping for Iz. All her cute outfits are long sleeved and long pants. Well, all but two 🙂 ! She’s grown so much over the past year I doubt she’ll be able to wear last years warm weather clothes. She is really getting chunky legs and arms. Her feet seem to be growing too. I put her little tennis shoes on yesterday to get into the kid walk and they were too small. Her feet have been small in relation to her body probably because she isn’t walking on them.
Tuesday night I was walking outside and stepped down off the deck wrong and fell. It was funny, a yell escaped my lips before I realized and I just knew Matt (who was in the den) would come rushing out to check on me. I sat on the ground gaining my composure, ready for my rescue (didn’t happen)… and so then got up and hobbled in the house. I said, “did you hear me scream?” He said, “no.” I said, “I thought you’d come rushing out to help me.” and his reply was, “sorry, I didn’t hear anything.” Oh well, it seemed like a minor fall until this morning. I’m glad I didn’t need a shoulder pain pump. I woke up with a very sore foot. My ankle feels strained and the bottom of my heel feels bruised or something, making it very hard to walk. My hip on the same side I fell on has a huge gorgeous black and blue bruise on it. Lovely. I’m a mess.