Constriant Therapy and an attempt at a movie in a theater. Fun times.

It is hot here in Southern California. Leaves us a bit limited on our activities. Especially outdoor ones, with Zoey and her inability to sweat. The boys were wandering aimlessly around the house when lucky for them, and perhaps lucky for me, my good friend stopped by and shuttled them off to a day of swimming at her house. That left Zoey and I on our own and why for the life of me, I decided today would be a good day to attempt her first movie at a theater, I have no idea. But off we went, my brave girl and I, to see, 'Brave'.

Epic fail.  To say the least. Charlotte and Caitlin are there as I write this and beside me is a hysterically crying 5 1/2 year old. Still. An hour later. Yep, I would call that a fail. Good news, received a refund on our tickets. Went to the counter, tried to explain her sensory issue to the sweet enough but clueless and couldn't care less, teenager working the ticket counter. She looked at my tickets and asked, "Did you pay for her?" To which I said, "Yes." To which she said, "Why? How old is she?" I say, " 5 1/2" and she says, Really?? Are you sure?"  Yep, pretty sure. Not like I haven't heard that one before. Doesn't even phase me anymore. Just wish I could come up with some sarcastic comeback for the future. That or maybe start sneaking her into things as an 'under 3'. Maybe that's the way to go.

This week we began using Zoey's removable cast. And so begins constraint therapy. We are suppose to use it 2-3 hours a day. Yeah, not gonna happen. Mainly because there is no way she will tolerate it for that long. She was a trooper though and I think it will be all about finding the right objects/games/activities to peak her interest, and maybe eventually she will build to that kind of time. The therapy requires me to be engaged with her one on one for the entire time she has it on and that, well, that will be a challenge as well. You see, I tend to be a self admitted therapy slacker but with this, I really need to chisel out the time. Zoey definitely is becoming more and more aware of the fact that she does indeed have another arm and now is the time to jump on that and see if we can't spark some new pathways and stimulate her brain to take over some of that lost function due to her stroke. We shall see. Its a start. 

And, the funny thing was, when she had tired of engaging in activities, we tried to take the cast off and the child wanted nothing to do with it. Go figure.