Lillian spontaneously got up and walked Sunday after I put her air cast on. Matt and I were both astounded to say the least. It's not normal walking, but she is walking very unstably, mostly under her own power. I'm telling you something internal broke in me when she walked again. A wash of relief. I'm certain she will still need therapy, but she's up.
With that, the very next day while I was taking the dog out to do her business, I heard a bit of a scuffle at the front door. I came around the corner to see Lillian coming out the door and somehow missed seeing her fall right out onto the concrete. She bloodied the "bad leg" knee pretty good. Her elbow is bloody, her other leg is scraped up pretty good, so she's struggled a bit more today with walking. She is still using a wheel chair if we are out for a long period of time. Her stamina will take time to build. She goes back to the ortho this Thursday. I let her walk, without the cast, just to get into the tub and her leg turned very purple and splotchy, so there will be no more of that until we see them Thursday. Keep praying, our progress is improving.
She's doing better. I, on the other hand, am struggling daily. I wish I could put it into words, but I'm not sure I can. Hold us close as you have in prayer. It is a comfort to know there are people praying.