So for the last 6 months we've been using the brace nightly and I've been telling myself that if I could make it 6 more months, we would be brace free.
Enter the sound of hopes shattering. At this last visit the doctor said Lily's hip is still underdeveloped. Actually, the doctor didn't even see her...it was the nurse practitioner. I'm sure she's fine and stuff but we waited 6 months (and 1.5 hours in the room). A visit from the doctor would have been nice. The nurse practitioner said we should keep her in the brace and check back in 6 months.
Uh, excuse me, what? That was not our previous agreement. And I don't like this new arrangement. Or I guess it would be a continuation of our current arrangement.
Of all of our hip checks, I think this one was my least favorite. I keep telling myself that it could be worse...way worse. The hip could be regressing. We could have to move on from the brace to surgery or casts or other way more terrible options. The brace is manageable. But still. I'm a baby. And I'm whining. Because I don't want to mess with the brace anymore. The end was in sight! And now it's not. And it bums me out. So you get to hear about it.
And, to make matters worse, Husband and I have been sugarless for about 15 days. This means that my favorite part of Lily's hip checks (Cheesecake Factory) was not an option. I couldn't even drown my sorry in a big piece of White Chocolate Raspberry cheesecake!
Perspective, Joy, perspective. Eh, it's too hot for perspective today...maybe tomorrow.
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