Well so they say. I'm trying to hand onto my silver lining for Domeniks feet. He has had funny shaped feet ever since he was born and I've constantly raised with with his GP and the paed and the child health nurse only to be told thing will fix themselves when he gets older and then the last few months it's been they will come right when he starts walking...
The opposite has occurred. His feet are getting worse. Last week I lost patience and went for a 4th opinion about them and the GP I saw sent a referral immediately to an orthopedic surgeon and physio dept. She suspects he has club feet and internal tibial torsion. My aunt who was a midwife and now a high level nurse agrees that it's not right and we're leaning more towards a diagnosis of Metatarsus Adductus. Either way he is in need of treatment and it should not have been ignored by the medico's for this long.. Now he is walking and his bones are setting we're running out of time to treat his condition passively :(
Anyways this morning I've been on the phone to the hospital most of the day. We can't see the orthopedic dept or a surgeon for quite a while so we're being seen by the physiotherapy dept first and looking at casting his feet and legs to see if we can avoid invasive procedures.
I was actually getting used to the idea of not seeing anyone for a few months after speaking to the orthopedic dept when the physio rand - I feel like today's been a yo yo... One minute we get no treatment except to cope, then within an hour we've got x-rays and castings etc being ordered!!!
This is probably really disjointed... I feel disjointed - I feel really on edge, I can't settle to do anything and feel like I need to be doing something... I don't know why this feeling of panic has settled in to be honest... Well really I probably do, My little boy has just learned he is independent. He can crawl anywhere he wants or walk where he wants (besides constantly tripping) and we are now going to force his feet and ankles into positions they have never been into, putting him in long leg casts in the middle of summer - all that is going to cause discomfort, pain and take away his ability to be an independent little person....
I hate knowing that the first couple of weeks of this treatment his muscles are going to ache and protest, he will fight the casts and be sore and uncomfortable - not to mention his frustrations!!!
His knees will be bent at an angle that he should be able to walk in some fashion in still - but he wont be able to pull himself up and it will take a while for him to learn to walk from his hips only.... I guess my heart is breaking knowing this should not be happening now, this should have happened 12 months ago!!!
So much for me being just a hypochondriac mother - my little boy is going to have 6-8 weeks of hell thanks to the Dr's blase attitudes... that's if the casts work - there could be surgery yet where he may need tendons cut and loosened and bones broken and re-set...
I'm trying to just think of the silver lining where this time next year my boy should have straight feet - he will have feet that fit in a shoe, he will be able to walk and hopefully not trip up - the silver lining seems a long away away but I'm trying to hang onto it....
The opposite has occurred. His feet are getting worse. Last week I lost patience and went for a 4th opinion about them and the GP I saw sent a referral immediately to an orthopedic surgeon and physio dept. She suspects he has club feet and internal tibial torsion. My aunt who was a midwife and now a high level nurse agrees that it's not right and we're leaning more towards a diagnosis of Metatarsus Adductus. Either way he is in need of treatment and it should not have been ignored by the medico's for this long.. Now he is walking and his bones are setting we're running out of time to treat his condition passively :(
Anyways this morning I've been on the phone to the hospital most of the day. We can't see the orthopedic dept or a surgeon for quite a while so we're being seen by the physiotherapy dept first and looking at casting his feet and legs to see if we can avoid invasive procedures.
I was actually getting used to the idea of not seeing anyone for a few months after speaking to the orthopedic dept when the physio rand - I feel like today's been a yo yo... One minute we get no treatment except to cope, then within an hour we've got x-rays and castings etc being ordered!!!
This is probably really disjointed... I feel disjointed - I feel really on edge, I can't settle to do anything and feel like I need to be doing something... I don't know why this feeling of panic has settled in to be honest... Well really I probably do, My little boy has just learned he is independent. He can crawl anywhere he wants or walk where he wants (besides constantly tripping) and we are now going to force his feet and ankles into positions they have never been into, putting him in long leg casts in the middle of summer - all that is going to cause discomfort, pain and take away his ability to be an independent little person....
I hate knowing that the first couple of weeks of this treatment his muscles are going to ache and protest, he will fight the casts and be sore and uncomfortable - not to mention his frustrations!!!
His knees will be bent at an angle that he should be able to walk in some fashion in still - but he wont be able to pull himself up and it will take a while for him to learn to walk from his hips only.... I guess my heart is breaking knowing this should not be happening now, this should have happened 12 months ago!!!
So much for me being just a hypochondriac mother - my little boy is going to have 6-8 weeks of hell thanks to the Dr's blase attitudes... that's if the casts work - there could be surgery yet where he may need tendons cut and loosened and bones broken and re-set...
I'm trying to just think of the silver lining where this time next year my boy should have straight feet - he will have feet that fit in a shoe, he will be able to walk and hopefully not trip up - the silver lining seems a long away away but I'm trying to hang onto it....
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