Matthew had soccer again last night. As I said before, his newest AFO does not fit in his indoor soccer shoe so we decided to let him go without it for that hour.
Seems like such a short period of time, but right now he is adjusting to the new AFO so he is not wearing it longer then a few hours. And it needs adjusting. Will need to call and make an appt with Ken. It is on my To Do List.
So, back to soccer. Last night, Matthew ran onto the field and only stopped when he had to. It was a joy to watch, and horrifying to watch. I found I kept watching his foot. It was awful. He was running full out on the side of his shoe and his ankle kept leaning farther and farther over. Honestly, it gave me a sick feeling in my stomach.
Half way through, I couldn;t watch anymore so I decided to watch only the top half of him. What a difference. He was so happy, smiling, laughing, running. He was a little boy having a great time.
When he came off, his coach came over and commented on how fast and how much running he was doing. Matthew was beaming. But I think that was because he won British Bulldog. He was the last one standing and the coach had the team clap for him. I thought Matthew's face would split open from that grin.
So what did I learn? I need to focus on his foot, but sometimes, even for a short period of time, I need to forget about it...just as he does.
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