It's Called Optimism

"It's called optimism. You should try it." That's what I wanted to say to the doc on Tuesday. The latest hip ultrasound showed a little improvement. When the doc told me the results she made sure to stress a little. I'll take that as a win...an answer to prayer...a reason to celebrate with cheesecake and onion rings! After a couple weeks of no improvement, any at all is music to my ears!

Upon my celebration, she made sure to tell me that we still have a long way to go. I don't think she was trying to rain on my parade. I think she just wanted me to have realistic expectations. But honestly I don't. Every time we go for a check I expect the doc to be astounded by the improvement. I expect her to rave about how amazing the change is and how she's never seen something like this before. You're right. That's not realistic. But there are lots of things in life that aren't realistic like mercy and grace. Besides, her middle name is Faith. I didn't realize we were making a proclamation when we wrote that on the birth certificate but it seems we kinda did. In retrospect maybe we should have chosen something different like Burrito. Lily Burrito...that does have a nice ring to it.