We went back for our follow-up visit with the pediatric orthopedic specialist. As I had mentioned before,
our pediatrician had noticed a problem with Eli's feet at his 2 month
well-baby check. After an initial visit with the specialist, he said Eli
had 'metatarsus adductus'. He showed us some physical therapy stretches
to do and asked us to follow up with him in two months. If they hadn't
improved, Eli would need casts on his feet to help them develop
normally.
When
we went to our pediatrician for his 4 month well-baby check in early
May, I asked her to look at his feet and she said that she hadn't
noticed any improvement. We were pretty upset and frustrated because we
had been doing those stretches as much as we possibly could and
expected at least a little improvement. I was fully prepared (and
dreading) the visit to the specialist because I was pretty sure he was
going to say we needed casts.
We
showed up to our appointment at 8:30 last Tuesday, full of nerves, only
to be told that somehow we had mixed up our appointment days. Our
appointment had actually been the day before at 8:30. If you know me at
all, you know that I never do that. Like ever. I'm usually
very organized and can keep dates in my head like no one's business.
However, with the stress of our upcoming trip and all the showings with
the house, I somehow got the dates mixed up. Oops. They were nice
enough to find an opening for us the next morning.
Of
course, they were somehow running an hour behind that day (!!!) which
only added to my nerves as we waited to be seen. Our hospital is a
teaching hospital, so we were first seen by the resident. He looked at
Eli's feet, and with no hesitation said that the flexibility had
remarkably improved and he didn't think there was any reason for casts
at this time. The specialist came in a few minutes later and agreed
with his assessment, but told us to continue doing the stretches. We
are supposed to come back for another appointment in one year when he is
walking, to make sure that his feet are developing normally and not
causing him a problem.
To
say that was a major relief would be a HUGE understatement. I felt as
though a weight of worry had been lifted of my shoulders. I am so, so
very grateful to my husband who was incredibly diligent at doing those
stretches with Eli every chance he got because clearly, so far it has
worked. Hopefully, they won't cause him a problem learning to walk and
we can put this whole mess behind us. Until then, I can definitely
breathe a little easier.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
Eli - 5 months
My sweet Eli,
I love sitting with you in the evenings
while Daddy gives Caleb a bath so we can have some alone time. I love
talking to you and seeing you get so excited that you flail your arms
and legs. I am always amazed at how calm of a baby you are. You
usually just go with the flow and are a sweet, happy little boy which we adore.
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