Life is crazy. That is what I’ve learned this last week. And it’s so fun! Everything is comical to me. From pulling mumma’s hair, to school, my brother, to projectile vomit-snot all over dada… I laugh. Mumma says I laugh like Santa, from the bottom of the belly. It’s a deep and silly laugh.
So after my skull xray a few weeks back, we discovered that I do not have craniosynostosis and do not need surgery on my skull. Sweet. However, my head is still oddly shaped and that can put pressure on my brain and cause major health problems. We call this plagiocephaly (aka flat head syndrome). Off to the specialist I went (Wednesday). He seems to think I’m borderline for needing a helmet to help with my development. Next week, skull scan! It will give us the answers we need. While at the specialist, he immediately pointed out my congenital torticollis.
Congenital torticollis is basically a shortened neck muscle on one side. There are a few different causes that either happen during birth, or immediately afterward. Usually a rip, tear, scar tissue or blood clot cause it. If not corrected, my face will continue to grow unevenly and can cause other developmental issues down the road. This is also the cause of my abnormal head shape because I lay and sit funny.
Thursday my dad took me in for my cold. You know, the one I’ve had for 7 wks. Mumma was worried that it could be turning into pneumonia or bronchitis. Good news is, my lungs are great. Bad news is, I tested positive for rhinovirus and/or enterovirus. At least we know now, and maybe there is an end in sight. Oh, and I weigh 18 lbs. Boo-yah!
And then, the nightmare happened... Muma broke my dukey. It ended up not being a big deal and just part of the healing process of my circumcision. Without giving you all the gory details, let’s just say that the doctor on Friday said “it happens” calmly, and sent me on my merry way. Phew.
We all hung out the rest of the weekend. It was great. I agree with my mother, we should do that EVERY weekend.
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