02/14/2025
So today, Troy had his routine alcohol and Botox injections.
Before the procedure, I spoke with his physiatrist (a specialist focused on the nonsurgical treatment of musculoskeletal conditions that cause pain and/or physical weakness) to go over where Troy would be getting his injections. As usual, we targeted his hands, arms, and hamstrings. We also decided to continue injecting his salivary glands to help reduce drooling.
Even though we’ve been doing this for 10 years, it never gets easier watching him go under anesthesia and wake up so uncomfortable.
The procedure lasted about two hours. Troy needed some oxygen since his levels were low, but they stabilized once he fully woke up. Unfortunately, waking up was miserable for him. He was in pain from the injection sites, and the alcohol injections left him feeling “hungover”—his breath even smelled like alcohol. They gave him Tylenol, morphine (twice), and Benadryl, but this part always breaks my heart. No matter what I do, he’s in pain and crying, and I feel so frustrated and helpless. The doctors and nurses look to me for answers, but all I can do is try to comfort him the best I can.
We’ve found that getting him dressed and into his chair helps calm him down since he knows that means he’s one step closer to going home. Once we got home, he rested, and we kept up with Tylenol to make sure he was as comfortable as possible. He should be feeling better soon, but this first day is always so tough—for him and for all of us.
We just have to keep reminding myself that the benefits of these injections outweigh this one really hard day. They help with positioning, range of motion, decreased pain in stiff muscles, reduced spasticity, greater ease in stretching, and improved tolerance of his braces.
Praying tomorrow is a better day—especially since he’s so excited for his Valentine’s Dance at school! 💚