About this time last year I was given a bottle of champagne. Champagne, the stuff of celebrations, nice flutes, bubbles popping. This time last year I was not celebrating much, in fact when I received the champagne I said I’d drink it once the first spica was off. When the spica came off I didn’t feel like celebrating knowing that the ‘big surgery’ was going ahead. Then I said I’d pop it once the final spica was off. It still seemed to soon. A jinx maybe…..
But tonight, tonight is a different story
Tonight I am drinking champagne and the children are eating chocolate donuts. The consultant is happy, he made me cry – but happy tears this time. The hip is looking good, it is sitting nice and snug in it’s newly created socket. The socket is still very shallow, he reminded us that Erin’s road to recovery stretches out in front of her. He reminded us that there is no quick fix for DDH. But he was pleased with where we are at right now. He smiled when he talked to us, he said she can do whatever she wants activity wise. If she wants to bounce on a trampoline she can. For the first time in a year the glass seems half full rather than half empty. Erin just needs time now.
Thank you all for your support, your words of encouragement, the texts when I was feeling worried, the prayers and the blog comments. Whichever way you have supported the family and Erin has been important to us. We feel blessed.
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