Matthew had physio today. That is never fun. I have resorted to (at the advice of his P/T) giving him Motrin before his session to help with the pain. And she brings her son's Nintendo DS for him to play so he is distracted and she can push his little foot farther. Today, it took 20 min to get him back to neutral.
After his session, Matthew said he wanted to run. No surprise there. For those of you who do not know him, he has two speeds... run and sleep. He had been sitting all morning in school (well, as much sitting as they do in Kindergarten) and then spent 45 min stretching his foot. He needed to run. She had him walk for a bit first, working again on getting him to try to put his heel down with each step, then she let him go. And go he did. He ran faster then I think I had ever seen. His arms pumped, his face was focused and he ran back and forth the length of the gymnasium. Ryan tried but could not keep up.
His P/T came over to me and said "how old is he again?" I said he is six now. She said, "I think you would be hard pressed to find any child that age that could keep up with him."
Talk about lifting your heart. Honestly... the best thing you could say to me right then. And he was barefoot. No brace.
Then Matthew took a run across a piece of balance equipment. Again, his p/t was amazed. She said she could not believe how much athletic ability he had.
Again, what a great feeling!
This kid truly amazes me. Maybe it is simply that he knows no other thing in life then the two feet that God gave him. Maybe he is some one who possesses something more then I know. Maybe I am just a proud Mommy. What ever it is, he amazes me. He takes what he has and makes the best of it.
No. He does even better then that.
He takes what he has and he makes it work on his own level. When he was running his heart out and impressing his p/t beyond his diagnosis, no one saw that little foot curving in, running on the side. All they saw was the potential athlete running for the gold.
This is another one for the trophy shelf.
Oh, and the rub mark is back. We see the orthotist on Monday.
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