PT Report

Annie had her first "real" Physical Therapy [PT] session today at noon. Her wonderful therapist is a young, married professional who moved her schedule around every Wednesday just so Annie would get weekly PT. I confessed that we weren't able to get the three times a day routine every day, but we did it on some days. She said that she could tell Annie had been wearing her prosthesis because she already showed a lot more comfort and confidence in the upright position.

Annie played for awhile at the really cool toy kitchen while Ashley challenged her and adjusted her. Then she put Annie in a "body awareness" garment, which reminded me of Spanx. Then she brought out the hydraulic-assisted lift with 4 safety belts and harness. Annie was basically supported by the harness while she attempted to walk. Once she learned that she couldn't fall, it got easier. Then she walked to the treadmill and raised up the harness enough for Annie to get on the treadmill and walk. Turns out, the kid is much better walking on the ground than the treadmill, so she finished up her session doing that.

I just love this therapist. Annie does, too. She fell to the floor in a lump and cried when it was time to go. At those moments, I just reinforce that this is not the last time she'll be able to play with Miss Ashley. This is just an Annie thing and we'll do it again next week. Annie snuffled to her usual self and Miss Ashley flashed a broad smile from ear-to-ear. There's something between them already and I'm not gonna' stand in the way.