Wahoo! After a month and a half of waiting, paperwork and meetings Alex officially starts his physical therapy! Due to his therapy sessions I have decided to not go back to my traditional day job and will just continue to run my business as the “Worlds Best Dog Trainer” at night and on the weekends. Ironically enough I too have physical therapy tomorrow for those of you who don’t know, I have started on the quest to be a runner and I am already on a sabbatical due to complexly tearing a ligament in my ankle. The doctor is not only worried about the torn ligament but my Achilles Tendon snapping and rolling up into my leg. The funny thing about all of this is I tend to roll my ankle often and fall which has made quite a few friends die of laughter. I get 6 weeks of P.T. (with a super cute therapist. Sorry Scotty!!) and if that does not work I will have to have surgery, just what I need, another scar!
So, we are praying that Alex does well with his therapist and starts to catch up to babies his age. The meetings that he had had with her he seems to really responds well to her. We like her too, she came highly recommended by one of my good friends (hi hot feet) who has a son with Downs Syndrome.
By the way, I MISS MY AUNTIES!!!!
I am off to pick up doggie poop from the backyard before it rains. Yuck, soggy poo is not fun poo.