Tuesday, March 29, 2011

C’est la vie – Ad absurdum

He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying-Friedrich Nietzsche

Last Tuesday Skiffy was released from physical therapy to walk without her crutches for longer distances. It is a beautiful thing to see her walking again. It is also terrifying. I spend my days worried about her every step. The old cliché that when you have a child your heart forever walks outside your body? So totally true.

I worry that she will fall and dislodge the pins in her hip somehow. I worry that she will push herself too fast and won’t heal properly; and she will because she is strong and stubborn like that. I worry that she will have long-term complications with scary names like avascular necrosis; and that is still a possibility. I worry that she will hurt. All of that worry is part and parcel to being a mom.

All of that worry about Skiffy’s hip is misplaced it seems. She twisted her arm rough-housing in school last week and hid the injury for several days. Even when she revealed that her wrist was injured, it didn’t seem to warrant an x-ray.  


Tonight, the doctor in the urgent care center put a fiberglass splint on her wrist and referred us to ortho first thing in the morning.

To be continued...

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