On Tuesday, December 28, Katy had her right heel cord lengthened at Shriner’s Hospital here in St. Louis.
She has been in a cast just below her knee ever since. And, once again, our concerns on how she would react to a cast, on how she would deal with the pain, on pretty much everything, turned out to be pretty much nothing. We gave her pain pills the day of the surgery and once more the next day – not necessarily because she needed them even, but because we didn’t want her to have any pain. With Katy, we have never been able to get her to understand what exactly we mean when we ask her “Does something hurt?” It just doesn’t really register with her. By the end of the second day, though, we didn’t seen one sign that she needed another pain pill. And we haven’t seen a sign since.
Within three days, she had stopped noticing the cast and went right back to getting into everything around the house again. The only difference now, at least, is we here the “Clump, clump, clump” as she puts the cast down while she’s scooting around. The only true problem we have right now is that the cast slides out from underneath her when she’s trying to put weight on it.
She’ll be in this cast through Jan. 17 and then the doctors will decide if she needs to be in the cast for another three weeks. (I’m inclined to believe that she will be considering they told us six weeks in a cast when we first started going down this road.)
She is truly an amazing little girl.
Throughout this whole experience, one thing will forever stand out for us. After we brought her home from the hospital, she slept for much of the time and ate practically nothing. So, around 6:30 pm, we took her out for ice cream. I think I’ve talked on this website before about Katy’s absolute intolerance for medicine. ANY taste whatsoever and she will gag the entire thing up. With no true idea of whether or not she was in pain, we crushed her medication up and put it in the ice cream. She caught on pretty quickly after a few bites, but we did get pill inside of her – and we were in for one of the funniest nights with her of our lives. Our little girl has never been so talkative. She tried to repeat anything anyone would say – far more than she usually does. By the time we got back home, Katy was yelling her version of “That’s Sweet, Dude!”, and would then dissolve into giggles for the next 10 seconds. Repeat.
Ah, yes, the wonders of medicine.