My seven year old self thought it was cool that the Burger King kid’s meals included a kid in a wheelchair nicknamed, “Wheels.” Very PC, you know?
Well, my thirty year old self is now mom to a kid in one. Finn’s officially got wheels.
We received two demos today until Finn gets his own: a dynamic stander (we call it his “chariot”) and a youth wheelchair. The fact that there is such thing as a “youth wheelchair” infuriates me, but, whatever…I digress…We are thankful for a mode for Finn to get around in–to get into things, knock a vase over or something; get into trouble.Not so sure about Justin. Is he an ER doctor?
Finn has been feeling better lately. Still not sure what was up last week, but we’ve now got an MRI scheduled for September. Maybe that will give us answers. Thanks again for all your prayers!