A Siblings View of Hip Dysplasia DDH

Since Erin was diagnosed with DDH it has impacted every member of our little family.  Erin endured the treatment and I watched, often near to tears, as she was put to sleep only to wake again cast from belly to ankles.  Yet it impacted on each of us in different ways.

I was not there for my Dylan on his birthday, instead I was on the hospital ward having a cast change.  Family celebrations were often put on hold, holidays had to wait.  Tonight I saw Chloe’s English homework, she had to write a poem on something that mattered to her.  She showed me what she had written as she often does.  I shed a tear because yet again I am reminded how much ddh has touched us with its icy fingers.

Chloe’s poem:

I watched the people who walked past and stared at you

leaving behind no comment

I watched you struggle

and heard you cry ‘mama’

because you were in pain.

I watched that year go past

when you were stuck indoors

no playing, no games.

I watched the other children

playing outside in the rain

while you had to stay inside.

I’ve watched it all

but finally now I’m watching

my little sister get better.

This is why I won’t stop campaigning and shouting about DDH.  It affects the whole family.

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