Shoes That Fit Over AFOs

Many children with disabilities will require some type of foot bracing. There are several options, but one of the most popular is the AFO, which stands for Ankle Foot Orthotic. Big and bulky, finding shoes that fit over them can be a pain.

Charlie’s first AFO shoes were from the company Hatchbacks. Hatchbacks are shoes designed specifically to go over AFOs. They come with a down-loadable sizing chart to guarantee fit. They also come with a steep price tag and are on the heavy side.

When Charlie first began using a gait trainer, he had a lot of trouble picking up his feet and the PT thought maybe his shoes were slowing him down. I headed out to get something lighter and the therapists kept asking me where I had gotten those great shoes! I thought I’d share my trick with you. There are two things you should know about this video: one, I forgot to say that your shoes should be at least 4 sizes larger than your child’s usual shoe. Less than this might still fit the AFO, but it may be hard to lace or velcro.  Second, I am slouching horribly in this chair. My husband assured me that I looked “relaxed,” but I think “sloppy” is a better term. Oh well. Don’t judge me too harshly–it took me three tries to get through this without laughing hysterically.

Other places that sell shoes that fit over orthotics:

Keeping Pace–limited choices, but they do have boots.

Piedro footware carries shoes that have the orthosis built in.Not too sure what the PT would say about that, but might be good for occasions where you’re not sure if you need orthotics or not, but want to have options.

Would love to hear from you guys about tips for buying shoes that fit over orthotics. No need to tell me to sit up straight and not slouch–the video speaks for itself on that one!

Making Our Mark

I think I’ve given y’all plenty of examples of Charlie’s love of inappropriate music. I wrote this post here and there’s this Youtube video here if you missed it.

So in the mornings at school, I park the car, pop the trunk, and start putting Charlie’s chair together. While he waits, I keep the car running so he’s cool, give him a toy, and make sure a good song is playing–usually a CD of his favorites. I’m getting faster, but in the beginning he would cry thinking I’d forgotten him in the car or something.

And then it hit me. You know that guy in high school who’s in the parking lot with his trunk up, showing off his awesome sound system? It could be at a parade, or a football game, or a bonfire, but the guy was always there. I’m him, blaring Jason DeRulo while nice teacher ladies scuttle off to their classes. I’m sure I’m making a great impression on them all.

boy enjoys a beignet

Post beignet happiness

On Tuesday I’ll remember to turn the music down.

The Boy in the Yellow Chair

I dropped Charlie off at school the other day and as I  headed back to the car I saw his class walking to breakfast. Meals are very important in a special needs class, so most of the students go (yes, this means I PAY to have my child filled with sugary starches–I try not to think about it). There they were–a class of little people, holding hands, Charlie being pushed.  And I was merely an observer.

Toddler eating with a fork

Apparently fork practice makes him sleepy

The next day I was at school to discuss the car-rider line with the principal (note: dis-assembling your wheelchair in the middle of the line will not make you any friends). As we sat waiting in the office, people would come and go and several adults stopped to greet and talk to Charlie (not that he talks back). These people knew Charlie–but I didn’t know them.

It’s amazing, really, but at three years of age, Charlie is beginning to make his mark on the community. He is becoming a part of this place.My baby is gone and has been replaced with this boy. He’s growing up. I see it.

And he will change people. I know it. If he never walks and never talks, he will be known by his classmates and teachers. He won’t be an idea about disability–he will be the living embodiment, a rolling, smiling, blue-eyed example of the humanity and beauty that can go hand in hand with that chair.

It’s breathtaking if you think about it.