and then i thought about it a little more.
i can kind of sum it up for you: "whinewhinewhinewhinewhineywhine".
so i scrapped it.
i'll give you the cliff notes version instead:
meet tiny tim.
she's my middle child. #3. a goofball with an easy laugh, a happy spirit and an easy-going attitude.
sometimes we call her ava. a lot of the time we call her tiny tim. and this is why:
she was born with a clubfoot.
(yes, we enjoy dark humor like that)
|i have very few photos of her casts & braces...and only one of her uncorrected foot. it's not something you think you'll ever want to remember...but it turns out--you do.|
it was unexpected, meaning our one and only prenatal ultrasound with her didn't catch it.
we used a non-surgical treatment method to correct her foot and it worked just fine.(that was casts # 1-9)
|she wore this brace 23 hours a day for a long time...then 21 hours a day...then 18...then nights and naps. then nighttime only until she was 5. she still has a brace she wears during the day, and a different one for nighttime.|
about a year later it relapsed again. fortunately by then we had found a local doctor (45 min drive vs. 3 hr. plane ride) who was/is awesome. that was casts #13-18.
last friday was another "foot checkup".
presenting cast #19, or as i like to call it~
this is ONE.STUBBORN.FOOT.
but it's cool, you know?
i told her we'll just lay in bed together and boss everyone else around. gimpy one and gimpy two.
|because this cast is for clubfoot correction it's bent at the knee and at the ankle to hold her foot in the right position. looks comfy, eh?|
we may even head to walmart and race on the electric carts.
we like to keep things interesting in the googiehaus.