Well, we've had a relatively quiet few weeks in Riley Land in terms of appointments and specialists. We are currently in that lovely place named 'Limbo'. We are still awaiting the results of T's detailed heart scan and still also awaiting his appointment to come through for the Ataxia clinic at Great Ormond Street. In … Continue reading No wishes needed… and toilets in jail.
Well, the past few weeks have definitely been busy ones. We took our first trip to Leeds for T to have his 'Detailed Heart Scan'... and detailed it was! We were in with the very nice Sonographer for nearly an hour, and he was able to use an advanced machine to look in detail at … Continue reading You have one, so you may as well be one… The story of a Lamborghini, a big heart and an ‘Emotional Firing Line’.
The most common thing J and I are asked, is how we cope with everything that is happening to T. The truth of the matter is, that we don't. Not really. In a few weeks time, it will mark a year since we received T's initial diagnosis of Friedreichs Ataxia; and looking back, it really … Continue reading There aren’t enough words.
T has had swimming lessons on and off for a few years now. Its has never been an easy journey for him in the water, and has quite frequently left him frustrated and disheartened. As he's got older, finding swimming aids that don't look as if they are designed for a 5 year old has … Continue reading 1 step back, and 6 swims forward…
Following the advice of our medical team, we recently spent a considerable amount of time filling out forms to apply for some additional support for T; and to help us to continue to make adaptations to our house/general every day life. The forms were incredibly personal and very hard to complete. Now when I say … Continue reading Reports, appeals and ‘Being 9’.
This week has seen T have his first major emotional reaction to his medical conditions. As a family, we have had many emotional responses to the ever unfolding events, however, this has been the first time it seems to have significantly hit T. And hit him it did. Like a HGV. We were getting ready … Continue reading Black Thursday.
Today was our check up with T's cardiologist. Every appointment we go to now starts with the same questions from young Mr T: "Do I have to have any tests?" "Which Dr are we seeing today?" "Will it be the electric shock test again?" The past year has been particularly tough for our dude. He's … Continue reading The boy with the big heart.