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So, first of course is the Steph update. She did get the cast off and stitches out a week ago Thursday, so we could get a good look at the incisions, bruising, swelling, scars, scabs, etc. (Gross? I’ll show you gross.) Then she got fitted for a “boot,” which the surgeon said is mostly to protect her when she’s out and about, but she doesn’t need to wear it all the time. Which means … shower time! She has showered every day since then; once we get her onto the shower seat, she can close the door and do her thing. Yay!
And then last Tuesday she went back to school! First we met with the housemaster, guidance counselor, and nurse to figure out logistics. Like, how will she get from one end of this big school to the other? (A friend will be allowed to leave early with her and push her in the wheelchair, using the elevators when necessary.) What about P.E. and working at the preschool? (Not gonna happen.) What about the bathroom? (The nurse has a giant bathroom that she can easily wheel into and a bar to hang onto so she can hop over to the john.) What if there’s a fire drill, not necessarily a planned one (which they sort of wink-wink said is “unlikely”) but one where some idiot pulls the thing (also unlikely since they’ve installed surveillance cameras) or where the electrical system fails (a real possibility)? (At this point we all blanched. The elevators would be inaccessible, so if she wasn’t on the first floor, they’d have to find someone to carry her down the stairs. There won’t be a fire drill, right? Right?)
Then the guidance counselor wheeled her off to her first class, and I went home. Without her. For the first time in almost 3 weeks! And then I picked her up, and she was fine! And back we’ve gone every day since, with me dropping her off before her first academic class and picking her up after her last, and friends (who are all so. totally. getting taken out to dinner when this is all over) pushing her around all day when the distances are too far for her to maneuver herself. Her schedule is different every day, so my own schedule has been … interesting, shall we say.
But she’s doing it, and that’s the important thing. She also started physical therapy last Thursday, and she’ll be going twice a week to strengthen all those muscles in preparation of the day when she gets to put weight down! We see the surgeon in less than a month about that. Sheesh, what a long haul.
I said that “first” would be the Steph update, but it turns out that’s all I have in me, so other updates will come later in the week, I hope.