Wrestling this cutie into her snow pants, AFOs, snow boots (why don't they make decent snow boots for AFOs?), gloves jacket and hat. She laughs, crawls and rolls away from me as if we are playing a game. We wrestle through spasticity, dystonia and involuntary movements. I lift her into her wheelchair in the cold garage and her body becomes stiff as a board. Her 40lb frame feels like 400 pounds in an instant and I pray my back can take it. Finally, buckled in, we turn on the heater and wait for her bus. She is so excited to go and I am glad she is going to school too. It wasn't that long ago that she didn't have that opportunity, so I grumble slightly less.
I leave for work feeling like I just did my work out. It was my cardio, power lifting and martial arts rolled into one. Gotta love our winters!