Today, I left work at 1 to take Grace to the orthotist to have her fitted for a new brace, which is like her old brace two iterations but hinged and larger. Then I knew she had OT at 5:00. So I thought, oh! I have time to waste. So we went to the bookstore and I bought a Jane Austen teacher. I forgot that during that time period, I was supposed to take her to have x-rays on her back and hips as requested by the PT.
The PT also told me Grace needs to see an orthopedist. I didn't think of it at the time, but she does. In fact the only way we are able to get Grace into PT is by having the orthopedist refer her. Granted, he's not a great orthopedist but he's what we got.
Scoliosis would suck. My niece (who I cannot believe is almost 13) just had surgery last week to correct a 65 degree curve. (When it's that bad, a brace won't do squat.)
Grace is awesome, though, in all senses of the word.
Kat, it's like that PT noticed you were juggling chainsaws, and thought it would be useful to set them on fire.
Lobstered out?
I would like to attempt to achieve this.
For what anecdote is worth, my sister's CP affects her right side and her right leg is shorter and her right foot is a size smaller. My mother's scoliosis shows as a visible S-curve of her spine. (I got the bad knees.)
Lobstered out?
I would like to attempt to achieve this.
This happened to me on the cruise with my mom. I kept ordering and ordering lobster. Then one night, I was looking at the menu and said "I think I'll have the chicken, I'm tired of lobster" My mom said "Yes, it was only okay last night". We looked at each other and burst out laughing.
I don't like lobster. Or crab. Too sweet.
The idea of being lobstered out is like "money can't buy happiness." I'd like to try and see for myself.
Lobster is yummy, but I prefer crab. When I was a kid, we had a family tradition--instituted by a family friend who came to visit every year around that time--of having Dungeness crab on Christmas eve. It was delicious. We still do it every few years because YUM!
