Just give me one day for irrationality, one day to shake my fist at the sky and declare it is not fair. Just one day before I pick myself up, brush myself off and simply get on with things.
BB has a dislocated hip, she has what is commonly known as Hip Dysplasia (ddh). She needs surgery and a cast and in all honesty she needs a bloody break. Last year was spent happily growing from baby to toddler but broken up with MRI’s, EEG’s and hospital stays. As her epilepsy started to settle it seems my beautiful baby misses the ward and has found a way to get back on it.
Its curable, it involves more anaesthetic, complicated surgery, time in hospital and a half body cast. But it is curable, many mums with poorly kids would trade their all to be able to say that.
But give me just today, to sob for my little beauty who just learnt to walk and soon will have that taken away. Let me wallow in a bit of “why us” and let me chastise myself for taking so long to see there was a problem.
My beautiful girl, she giggles when you touch her side, she kisses with a perfect pout, she signs please when she smells chocolate and she loves to torture her older brother and sister. She can say dog, baby, mummy and daddy, she can climb stairs, she can give you a cracking right hook. She can light up my world with a simple toothy grin.
She has epilepsy, she has hip dysplasia.
She is defined by neither and she copes perfectly with both.
Just give me today for irrationality and tomorrow I will match her strength.