Here it is

I have a gait trainer now! Believe it or not, in a brief moment of Internet research, my mom looked on eBay and someone just happened to be selling the exact model that United wasn't paying for me. We contacted the seller and after a few e-mails and pictures, we bought it for 1/3 the price of a new one, and it is new. The previous owner was never able to use it. I broke it in at PT today. Here I am in my lovely purple (though I see it as a more manly, indigo) gait trainer.

I took a few steps, in an attempt to catch the camera that was dangling before me, then I was done. I also had enough free time to pose with my therapy friends, Emma and Gracie. We meet every Monday and Wednesday and we all receive PT, OT and Speech back to back. I prefer older women; they are 3 and 4.

Be Mine

This is my second Valentine's Day. I got a balloon. It was so windy and rainy out that when the balloon was on it's way to the car, the wind blew it right into a rough edge of the shopping cart and it was punctured. It was losing helium the whole ride home and almost didn't make it. When we arrived, my mom put some tape over the hole and it still managed to float about two inches above the ground. I was so happy! I could actually reach it this way! This could've been a sad story about a popped balloon, but the day was saved. Thank you transparent tape!

Thursday is my day off from therapy. I had some pictures taken by a statue and tree in our neighborhood. It's ironic that on the same day, we had a tree cut down in our backyard. We even met some new neighbors. They didn't seem too happy. I slept through all the chainsawing. I think it's a new form of "white" noise. Maybe they should try too.


Happy Valentine's Day!

The Park

Thursday is my day off from therapy and we went to the park today! We discovered a park with bucket swings that's pretty close to home. It's a little far to walk there so we drove.

There were other kids there when we got there but I couldn't play with anybody because they were all running and climbing around. I just sat and watched. I didn't even want to stand up. I did feel a little left out. Then, another little boy appeared, with his mom. He appeared to be severely handicapped. He couldn't play or sit and cried a lot. They weren't there very long at all. Maybe their presence was a sign to show me that I can still do a lot with my CP, and my horizons expand each day.

I was able to use an unoccupied bucket swing. I loved it! I didn't want to get down. I protested but eventually I did get down and went on the slide, played on the playground, played with the wood chips and attempted to eat some shell fragments. Crunchy!

I can't wait to go back.