We are still waiting for Fionn's ATTT surgery with no word yet on when the actual date is going to be. In the meantime my anxiety is worsening. I hate waiting. Also I'm really worried that such a long waiting period is going to make matter worse. His relapse keeps getting worse to the point where even his daycare is worried about his balance and his ability to keep up with other kids. He doesn't complain and he doesn't slow down. He will push himself to the breaking point, that's how determined he is. He will run until he trips, and just keeps tripping. But all that tripping doesn't stop him from getting right back up and keep on running. I love that he's so determined but at the same time I feel like the bad guy holding him back. When I see that it's starting to affect his asthma or that he's hurting, I am the one who says "whoa kid, slow down!". I have to sit him down and take a deep breath.
One thing I found out in a book about clubfeet is that jumping on the trampoline is a great exercise for kids with clubfeet. It helps stretch the Achilles tendon. BONUS!
I guess my fear is that he will push himself until he actually does get hurt. Or that all this time will create hip problems. I can see how unbalanced he is. His right heel does not touch the ground, EVER! If things get worse I might be calling our surgeon and asking him if the surgery can wait this long.
Despite my motherly worries, he is a rambunctious, fun loving kid! How did I get so lucky?!
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