Baling out poop – beware those with a nervous disposition avoid this post! #DDH

During the past six months, I have blogged and vlogged about the highs and the lows of DDH. Yet yesterday sank to a new level. Us spica mums are more than a bit paranoid about keeping our casts clean, we tweet and discuss it on our Facebook group, we share advice and tips.  I expect we all silently exhale a bit when shit happens to someone else and our cast is still ok.  I wasn’t too worried about that side of things this time. After all I am a veteran, we’ve done 18 weeks in cast.   Yet it seems that history just lulled me into a false sense of security

None of us want our children to stink of pee and worse……

And yet

Whilst I was having a well deserved lie in bed with a cup of coffee Erin was calling her daddy.  He was just finishing getting dressed himself so left her a minute.  A whole minute! When the calling become a bit more urgent he went into the lounge where she was sitting on her beanbag.  Suddenly Lee was frozen to the spot, saying Oh my god, oh crap, oh my god.

‘What’ I shouted, no reply except more expletives.  I launched myself down the stairs, two, three at a time and came face to face with a sight I never want to see again.

Erin was literally up to her armpits in poo, it was oozing from the top of the cast and the nappy hole area.  We started to bale out like you would a sinking ship.  Dignity and rational thought escaped us both as we were literally hands in trying to scoop out the poo.

Now remember we are working with a small area as the cast is above belly button and down to ankles.  The poop was literally bubbling over the top like a witches cauldron.

Then we realised it was a losing battle, the damage was done.  Another trip to hospital awaited us. It being a sunday nothing can happen – please do remember if you are ever going to need surgery or break a bone its best to do it Monday – Friday 9 to 5.

Fast forward to now, Monday morning as we sit awaiting the phone call to see what is going to be done. Erin is shouting for shreddies but is nil by mouth until we know whether another general is required.

**Update

More surgery was needed, she survived it and so did we.  Spica Cast Care and DDH is literally crap at times but thankfully we can look back and laugh at this particular story and to all those other parents going through DDH.  You can do it.

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