Recovering Noah

We've used TONS of practitioners in the past - not only locally, but all over the U.S. But we never did manage to use a doctor living in Hawaii. Darn! Anyway, over the years we've weeded down Noah's therapies significantly. I'll be blogging about each one over the next few days. Each one is a therapist that we've been using for at least a year or so and they're the ones that I consider essential to Noah's daily life. In other words, they're the ones I go to bed praying about each night and begging God to please let them each live to be 150 and not retire early. Thank you so much, amen. Today, we'll start with Noah's chiropractor. 1. Dr. Rosenthal This is Dr. Rosenthal . He's Noah's chiropractor. And he's really good. (And, no, I didn't take that picture. Come on, now! I swiped it off his website.) I love chiropractors. They do so much more than just back adjustments. And, honestly, this is just my opinion, I think they're rea...

I'm so overdue for a post on what therapies we do with Noah. Partly because I have it in my head exactly how I want it to look and it'll take a lot of time and partly because it'll involve posting pictures and I absolutely despise posting pictures on Blogger. But if I don't sit down and do it then I'll never get around to it. So, I think it'd be easier to break it down into parts... .and who knows how often those parts will be posted... but it's a start. Now, I want to issue a disclaimer on all of this. I don't have any medical evidence that it works. For all I know, we could be spending our money and doing exercise and giving such and such remedy and driving to Austin here and there and it might not be making a bit of difference. (Although I believe it is making a difference.) The point is, though, that it's not hurting Noah. There was a time, several years ago, when on the advice of medical doctors, we were holding Noah down each day and syringing ...

At your service, little king... Motherhood..... It's back breaking work!

Nandi has been desperate to ride a bicycle ever since Ei learned to ride last summer. (His training wheels came off this past summer!) Anyway, Nandi tries and tries but she just can't keep her left leg on the pedal. A wonderful organization named AMBUCS donated a big wheel trike to Nandi last year that had foot plates with velco straps, but, unfortunately, it was too low to the ground for her to use her upper body to steer it. (Nandi has some balance issues, too, because her whole body is sort of thrown to her right side.) But.... all that changed today when my parents stopped by a flea market in the little town next over and saw a Thistle Tri-lo. Oh my gosh.... these things are made in Glasgow. How it ended up in a small town in East Texas is beyond me. They brought it over this morning and Nandi LOVES it. It's perfect for her. And I'm going to get Noah on it during the day when she's in school and pedal with him hand over hand. He needs to build up the strength ...

Because God definitely has a sense of humor! You know how I've been praying and praying and praying for Noah to get better? Specifically that his brain and body would start making connections - because if I've told you a 1,000 times then I'll tell you 1,001 that I truly believe Noah's brain is that of an 8 year old boy. It's just that his body won't obey his brain and it's more like that of a 12 month old. Well, I am now excited to tell you that I'm the proud mother of an almost 9 year old child who is going through the Terrible Two's ! It sounds crazy to be elated over that, doesn't it? But I am so elated. Well, I'm tired, too, because two-year old's are exhausting and exasperating at most times, but it's this weird sort of euphoria that I'm going through. I wanna cry and laugh and dance all at the same time. It's kind of like those pictures you see of villagers who are out dancing in the streets in the middle of the rain......