New Knee = New Knot

Yes, a new knot on the forehead. And it’s a doozy!

We had a pleasant weekend with no incidents until last night right before bed. Tru was walking around upstairs and while walking out of our bedroom his new knee gave way. Unfortunately most of the transition strips in our house are wide and sometimes elevated. They have been a challenge for Tru but he has gotten the hang of it and is always careful to hold onto the door facings when entering or exiting a room. As he gets faster with his walking he is also getting more confident. I guess last night he was a little too confident.
He only cried for less than 30 seconds afterward. The ice pack that I forced onto his head seemed to be much more traumatic than the fall.

Then this morning within one hour of arriving at school his teacher called to tell me that he had fallen again. This time he scraped his right cheek. Poor little guy!

Other than the falls here and there Tru is doing well. But he still is not using his knee. He was so accustomed to the stiff leg that he has no interest in the knee. It seems to be more of a nuisance to him. There will be more physical therapy this week and hopefully we can introduce the knee. We shall see.

After a quick dinner tonight we went out for a little walk to enjoy the spring weather. Our yard is not what it would be if Dallas were here but we are thankful for what we have. Before he left Dallas requested a quote from a local landscaping company to mow our lawn this summer. To our total surprise the company not only agreed to keep up the lawn but insisted that they would do it for free. How incredibly nice!

Lin-Ley posing in front of our giant Maple tree. We love this tree but it will be gone in about two weeks. It is in bad shape and branches have begun falling to the ground. It is right next to the house and Lin-Ley’s bedroom. It has to go. A branch fell onto the power line a few weeks ago and a large branch fell to the ground last week. That was it. I called the tree contractor and they came out the next day to give me an estimate. My checkbook says, “Ouch!”
Our house was built in 1879 (129 years ago). I would love to know how old this tree is.

I had to include this shot of Airborne. She is still hanging in at 16 years old.

Happy Spring!