So far, so good. Steph is quite good at getting around the house with her walker, to the point that we finally got to move the commode out of the living room! Yay! (Although let me say that the commode is maybe the greatest invention ever—I never thought I'd be so thrilled to have a toilet in my living room until I had a kid who couldn't get to the bathroom! I wish we'd known about this when Andy had all his bazillion orthopedic surgeries.)
The physical therapist who came to the house was appalled at the rental wheelchair we'd gotten—she said, "That looks like something at a VA hospital!" And at $90/month to rent, it was a no-brainer to buy a better one from Amazon for $123, that we now own.
We decided against the knee scooter; the school nurse thought that it would be a nightmare in the crowded school hallways, and I'm not sure it would be easy enough for Steph to hop off and into a chair—she still has some balance issues. And, in any event, she is supposed to keep the foot up as much as possible, so a wheelchair makes more sense.
I finally got a plastic cast-protector thingy for the shower, which worked great, although I did still put about a mile of plastic wrap over the cast first just in case. It's still not easy to get her into the shower, but those days are numbered anyhow, because she's getting the stitches out and the cast off on Thursday! Then she gets a boot thing, which she can remove for showering. We'll have to ask whether she needs to wear it all the time otherwise (like for sleeping); I suspect yes. We also need to find out whether she can (or perhaps even should) move her ankle at all for the next month or so while she still can't put weight on that foot.
The semester ends on Friday, and then we have the long MLK weekend, so she's going back to school next Tuesday. We've worked it out with her guidance counselor and teachers so that she won't get any "incomplete" grades, since her recalculated GPA gets sent to her colleges. Phew. We're starting off on Tuesday meeting with the guidance counselor, housemaster, and school nurse to figure out all the logistics for getting her to and from her classes, bathroom stops, lunchtime, etc. I imagine she'll be on a modified schedule as much as possible, which will probably make me want to tear my hair out because I'm going to have to drive her back and forth to school every day at a different time! As it is, I honestly don't know what we would do if I didn't work from home.