Anyway, they removed her stitches, which is great. Although the actual removal of them was not fun for anyone involved. We put her on her belly across my lap and Brandy held her hands and Gabe (the guy removing the stitches) sat on her legs. There was NO way to make her stay still. We even gave her a dose of valium before the event, and it did nothing to help. That girl has just had too many drugs in her short life.
Anyway, Gabe did a great job despite the moving target. I wish she was capable of understanding that if she just stayed still it would hurt less and be over quicker. But she doesn't trust anyone.
After that we had her walk down the hall so her surgeon could see what she's doing with her right leg. (She is doing so great walking in her walker.)
|Look how straight she is!|
|Much happier now that her brace and shirt are back on.|
|Signing "let's go!"|
Sounds like a break, right?
I've got some other stuff in the works. This is going to be one very busy summer. You know how it is. So many doctors, so little time. Ho hum.
I wish I were kidding.
I hope to update you soon. Thanks for hanging in there!