Sometime over the next couple of days Ryan will be going out to see an orthopedic surgeon. Really, I wish I could just tell you when this will happen, but I don’t like the idea of people knowing I’m not home. Yes, the house will be occupied by work crews and is under constant surveillance from neighbors and electronics… but I learned nearly 21 months ago there are evil people in this world. People who really don’t care just how precious something is to be taken.
My hope is to have as much done during this visit as possible. Making these outings is just too damn difficult to not. No kidding, I’ll begin pulling stuff together throughout the day. The list is crazy… water, formula, diapers, condoms, feeding syringes, suction, change of clothes, eye ointment, toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, oral swabs, pulse-ox, thermometer, list of medications, urine bags, goggles, ointments, and the list goes on (I’m just too lazy to keep thinking about it). Before some smart ass even asks, yes, this is Ryan’s list. Not mine.
The primary reason we’re going is to begin correcting a “non-union” in his forearm (the ulna) that resulted from a complete break during a therapy session early in the year. This was not handled well — not at all — when it happened early this year, so it never healed. I’d also like to see if there might be something the doctor can do to help in correcting Ryan’s foot drop (plantar flexion) in the left ankle.
I have, through endless hours of stretching and range-of-motion, reversed the foot drop in his right ankle and made some progress on the left… but not enough. I think maybe some ligament surgery (release) might be worth the down time. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if there is calcification, fusing the bones together, and limiting mobility.