Today was a new day! I woke up refreshed, headache free and ready to attack the day. After a "lovely" teeth cleaning at the dentist, and with dinosaur cupcakes in tote, Kilah and I went to celebrate my nephew, Tristan's, 5th birthday.
When we arrived at my mom's house for the little birthday lunch/party. My mom gave me the "free" shoe lift. Right now I'm very angry. I'm very glad that I didn't pay anything for it and I'm pretty sure it's a good thing that my mom picked it up and not me. I'll post a picture. We are still waiting on AFO. Kilah can't wear the shoe lift without it. Her lift is too tall and if she looses her balance and falls she could break her ankle. Anyway, here we are a month later and still... no where. ugh. I will post a picture or two so that those of you who have dealt with shoe lifts can tell me what you think.
Thanks for reading. Sometime's you just need to vent. :) I know God's got this. I'm not worried. I just don't like to be taken advantage of.