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Update: Laken’s Leg, 3-4 Weeks Post Surgery

During week three we finished preparing for B2S. On Thursday I went to the main campus to discuss Laken starting school in a wheelchair. They were very understanding about the fact that it is impossible to get anything other than sweats or basketball shorts over the leg, and gave her free dress bottoms until further notice. Again our hearts our so thankful that we were met with kindness and acceptance.

Friday brings us to the first day of school. Here, our celebratory photo shows Laken with crutches although she started with “Big Blue”.

After school Laken was in so much pain. Not sure if it was caused by all the walking on the boot that morning or if it was the sitting in one position all day. Finally she was able to get some relief that night.

Saturday, we decided to brave the rain for a quick mall trip. I do not advise anyone to head to the mall in a torrential downpour with a wheelchair! We were soaked, and the glares from all the do-gooders were enough to make me want to crawl under the nearest clothing rack.

On Monday, (second day of school) Laken walked around the house in the boot without crutching before school. I still made her take BB again today just so she wasn’t trampled in the hall. Around 11 she called for pain medicine. That night I had a band meeting and she headed to rehearsal, as a spectator in BB.

7:50 am Tuesday and we are headed to New Orleans to pick up the AFO (ankle foot orthotic). Due to flooding we are prepared to have some delays and have mapped out a course just south of I10 in Crowley and North of I10 in Baton Rouge. I10 closed at exit 64 as I expected, at which we tried three different routes to no avail and finally sought advice from LADOTD. He said LA26 to 190 to LA73 to I10 needless to say the devastation we saw brought tears. Our heartfelt prayers go out to our fellow Louisianans’. #LouisianaStrong                                     Guess what it’s raining cats and dogs in New Orleans. With white knuckles we arrive to CH NOLA at 1:30 the exactly on time.



We get to the small exam room for our appointment and the Dr. washes Laken’s hypersensitive foot and leg causing no pain. (How in the world is this possible?) He starts the fitting and makes some adjustments. We discuss the fact that most of the time AFO’s are used for permanent conditions. We discuss the future surgeries and current condition of leg.

He tells us what can occur and says, “I do not want to give you false hope, you never know what will happen and take it one day at a time. Whatever does happen, it will never be what it was before!”

Tennis shoes do not fit over the AFO, because of the swelling of the entire leg. Dr. says the more the leg is used the less swelling there will be. But for now we head home with her AFO IN THE BOOT. A quick stop at our newly found fav place New Orleans Hamburgers and Seafood Co. and we are back on the road and our detours due to Louisiana Flooding. We arrive home sometime around 9pm, what a day. Now we prepare for tomorrow. No uniform bottoms will work, sweats it is.

My baby WALKED into school Wednesday! With adidas slides (shower shoes, HAHA) and her AFO, wearing sweats she walked into school this morning at 5:40 (to support the team at morning practice) such a thrilling site to see!

She was in so much pain when I picked her up. She’s complaining of burning off and on, I’m going to take this as a good sign!! 🙏🏼

Thursday is here and because of severe pain she is unable to attend practice or make tonights performance for McNeese Cowboy Kickoff Dinner. She agonizingly wore uniform pants today because kids were giving her flack about her sweats. 😬Thursday night brings even more pain and MORE SWELLING! She really wanted to go to the performance, and we were both sad that we missed it.

Today is Friday and she is feeling it, truth be told so am I. We have a call into the Doctor regarding the severe pain and swelling. Hopefully meds can be upped or changed.

Tonight we are going to MeMaw’s for Kenzie’s gender reveal and are hoping that Laken is able to enjoy herself with little pain.

I cannot explain to you how thrilling and exciting it is to see her walk! One day at a time and one step at a time she will heal and we will handle what comes. We are hopeful that with each surgery mobility will improve, and she will once again feel the sand between her wiggling toes, and feel the wet blades of grass under her feet.

Again, we Thank you all for your kindness and genuine love!

Stay tuned, this story is far from over.

#LakensLeg #PeronealNerveDamage #NerveTransfer #Neuroplasty #PeronealNerve #FootDrop #PeronealNerveInjury

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Laken’s Leg

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Getting a splint for drop foot at Lake Charles Memorial
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Entry point on the back of leg. Monday am.
Monday, July 18, 2016 the phone rang at 4:36 am. It was Laken’s number. “Mrs. Midge it’s Sam, I’m here at the ER with Laken.” I quickly respond, “What, no Laken is in her bed asleep.” Sam says, “no ma’am I am here with her and she has hurt her leg.” The admissions clerk then gets on the phone and asks for permission to treat my 14 year old daughter. I give an immediate YES, followed by “wait does she need medical attention?” The clerk lets me know that indeed my daughter did need immediate medical attention. The next ten minutes were sheer angst, with tears flowing, stomach boiling, mind blowing white hot anger, and WORRY! After waking my husband, and daughter we get to the hospital and I speak to the clerk and give copy of the insurance card. She lets me know in which room I’ll find my daughter. Upon entering I see that Laken seems okay, she’s upright, she’s talking, she looks at me and our eyes meet. She looks down, my eyes follow and that’s when I see it; her leg is cut open and meat is hanging out, the nurses that are cleaning the wound then turn her leg and I see the backside is cut as well. My questions start flying, animal instinct had taken over. I wanted to know what, why, how, who did this to my baby?  Come to find out it was my daughter’s own judgement that led to this injury, she made the decision to leave the safety of her room in our home and jump the fence. Little did she know that her adventure would come to a screeching halt when upon leaving she slips and falls on the fence becoming impaled in her lower left leg. I was told that she had to be lifted off that fence, and then carried to the car, I’m very thankful that the group of irresponsible teenagers then sought immediate medical attention for my daughter and drove her to the hospital. The Dr. comes into the room and says that nothing is broke and that he is going to staple her up, she will need to follow up with pediatrician and then have the staples removed in 2 weeks. Okay, not so bad- 2 cuts 28 staples, 2 stitches, and a few scrapes and bruises. Leaving with a script for pain, no antibiotics because the risk of infection is so high and they do not want any resistance to arise. We get Laken home and she’s complaining of numbness and tingling, I think it’s trauma. She spends the better half of the day sleeping from the codeine and being up all night no doubt. Monday afternoon/evening brings pain and lots of it! Pain in the foot, ankle, and leg. She is unable to lift her foot, this is causing ankle pain. Monday night brings little sleep. Tuesday morning we wake up so that she can get to guard practice to observe and be present for her team. She is in so much pain, and her leg and foot are spotted white. We head to the pediatrician instead of practice. Our all wise and knowing ped is on vacation to London “UGH” so we see the one that is available. Not always a good thing! The pediatrician examines the leg and listens to our questions she really doesn’t know the extent of damage or she doesn’t want to tell. She says she is referring us to a wound care specialist and that they will in turn refer to a neurologist and then other specialists. The nurse comes in cleans the wounds and dresses them. We leave with a new prescription for ibuprofen. Tuesday evening/ night brings more pain and weekness. Her foot is just kind of dropped over and she is unable to move it, hubs wraps the ankle with an ace bandage to see if it will help support the ankle. In the middle of the night we remove the wrap as the pain is unbearable.  Codeine and ibuprofen 600 every three hours and my baby is still crying in pain. Uncontrollable pain, immobility, and feelings of stupidity, lead to depression. We wait for the wound care specialist to call overnight. Wednesday morning brings anxiety and upset as wound care tells me that they cannot see her because the wound is closed. Wound care advises me to call the pediatrician for a referral to a neurologist. After repeated calls to the pediatrician and messages we hear nothing. Finally this afternoon the pediatrician office calls and says head to New Orleans and go through the ER to see a neurologist. I reach out to my sister the family RN. She makes a few phone calls and suggests the ortho team at Memorial before leaving town. We swing by Memorial and they do X-rays and a few Drs. perform simple neuro exams. They tell me they are pretty sure that she has nerve damage along with tendon, muscle, and ligaments, and needs to go to a neuro but they are going to call the orthopedic surgeon for a consult. The orthopedic surgeon says that he cannot touch her until a neuro surgeon sees her. They put a splint from the bottom of the wound to the tip of her toes and send us to New Orleans. Here we are with the recently applied splint now off after yet another simple neuro exam waiting full lower extremity X-rays and more.

Exit wound. Monday Am.
Exit wound. Monday Am.
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Exit wound Tuesday
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Entry site Tuesday
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Dr Magann’s excuse Monday.
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Memorial triage Wednesday night.
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Thursday 2:30 am at New Orleans Children's Hospital
Thursday 2:30 am at New Orleans Children’s Hospital
Please pray for answers and healing for our Laken!

#LakensLeg #PeronealNerveDamage #NerveTransfer #Neuroplasty #PeronealNerve #FootDrop #PeronealNerveInjury

A letter to a teenaged L.

It is my sincere hope that one day soon you will come to the realization that I am your ally not your enemy. I want the very best for you, and push hard everyday for you to give your very best in all you do. “Winners never quit, and losers never win.” I’ve been saying this to you all of your life, and I know that this little saying has caused us strife. Please know that my pushing, rules, comments, and limits are all in LOVE! Believe it or not I too was pushed, had rules, and was set limits. I understand that in your age things are much bigger than they are for me. I really do try to put myself in your (those) shoes that I wore many years ago…seeing things from your perspective. I want more for you than I had, the sky really is the limit. Don’t give up on your self or sell yourself short. When your picked for second string or an alternate, put your heart into it to have a good attitude and be the best darn alternate there is or will be thus displaying LONG SUFFERING. I pray you learn PATIENCE (with others as well as self). Patience really is a virtue, though a learned one at times. I pray you that you portray FORGIVENESS. I pray you learn SELF CONTROL. I pray that you act with KINDNESS in all regards. Have FAITH in the outcome and it will be. Act in GOODNESS in all areas of your day. Be JOYFUL, and choose friends that keep your joy and you will be at PEACE. Always know that I trust you to make the right decisions and use what I’ve taught you along with common sense to do the right thing. I am however fully aware that you will fall, and will not always excercise MILDNESS. I am right here for you during all those times, though I cannot fight your battles, fix your heart ache, or do the work for you I am here as your ally to KEEP PUSHING YOU! I will always be that voice in your head saying get up and do it again. All of these things are said to you in LOVE, with the hopes that one day you will understand all the world is not against you my love, Mom.