Samantha's really excited about some new mini classes her school is offering. As an 8th grader, she got her pick of most classes. She chose journalism, debate, and improv. Ah, those nights of watching "Who's Line is It?" will finally pay off! On the medical front, Sam still has some issues. The ortho doc was certain she had chondromalacia (roughness under the kneecaps), but despite the appropriate treatment, she's gotten worse. The knee is puffed up to the point where it sticks out from her knee sleeve and she can barely put weight on it. And that's with Celebrex and ibuprofen! The ortho doc called us back in this morning saying he's concerned about the change in her condition and wants her to see a rheumatologist. Thank goodness I had already made the appointment with the University of Tennessee months ago when talk of her having fibro began.
I feel so bad as a parent to see her hurting so much. The poor kid seems to have everything I've got, only about 30 years sooner. Hopefully the doctor will have a better course of action, but in the meantime, it looks like Sam may have to give up marching this year. Hopefully concentrating on trying to audition for All-West Band will distract her from what she's missing.
My osteoarthritic knees have been killing me with the hurricane whirling around. I think it's definitely time for shots, and that's saying a lot coming from me (laughs). I thought hotter weather would make them feel better, not worse. Oh well...


