It was Isaac's turn to visit the Othro today. He'd grown out of (and destroyed) his brace and I was hoping to circumvent a full fledged check up and just swing through the brace shop, but apparently he was over-do. So, we picked him up early from school and arrived late for his 2:30pm appointment. We didn't leave the waiting room until 5pm, but they made up for it by giving us A WHOLE BOX of thin mints!! Number 5,004 on the list of reasons kids' orthopedic appointments are better than grown ups.
We waited so long for the Doctor they felt bad and gave us a box of Samoas as well. The good news doesn't end with girl scout cookies though. The doctor was pleased with Isaac's muscle development, growth, etc. She decided to downgrade him from his AFO to an arch support. He could not have been more thrilled. She wants him to try it for 4-6mo and then she'll re-evaluate. The picture above is him pressing his foot into foam to make a mold for the arch support. The woman doing it has known me since I was Riley's age and made many of my braces.
Speaking of "Over the years" I spotted myself not once, but three times on the photo collages in the waiting room.
Can you say early 90's school picture, anyone? Oh! The bangs!
I wasn't much oldr than Riley is now in this one. I think I'm holding up a book of children's prayers, but I am postive that I am rocking some pink sweat pants.
NERD ALERT! The glasses years. I was wearing a dress the same color as my pink wheelchair in this one. Look at those cheesey colored lights in the background, those were so cool.
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