We begin this tale in a dark, confusing and scary land called
orthopeadic specialist-ville. We were referred to them by our family doctor who just wanted to double check a popping sound in both girls shoulder ligaments. So, a few trips into g.r. later we were told nothing to be concerned of, everything is where it is suppose to be etc...They wanted to monitor Tegan yearly for her hip bone due to some uneveness there.
ah relief. Now here we are a few weeks later and let me just paint a picture for you. A trashed house, cartoons blaring in an effort to distract from any battles that might arise from the 3 year old, and two crabby sick babies pulling on my legs, whining, no, wailing. Throw in some food,clutter, poop, dog fur, dirty dishes, and phone calls and you have my morning. This is all by 8 o clock. So when a number appeared on my phone I didn't recognize, I took a chance and answered it. Glad I did.
It was the Specialist letting me know that because they were so focused on the shoulder's, hip's, etc. They didn't notice that My dear, sensitive Harper was missing her clavicle bone. I didn't really know how to respond, other then make the face I usually do while waiting in line at meijer. To sum it up, we have a consult with the doctor in two weeks to basically drill her and get all the information we can and come up with a treatment plan for her. All I know for sure is that I love my little Harper more then anything and if I could, I would take my clavicle out and give it to her.
As we learn more about this medical mystery I will update accordingly. yikes. Being told your child has a "deformity" is a lot to take in, and even though we are less than a week into processing this, First and foremost, I am banning that word from ever being used to describe my child.
