8.29.2004
Margot and the Bowed Tibia
On Monday we took our lovely daughter Margot to Children's Hospital in Boston for a visit with the children's orthopeadic sturgeon. (or was that the aquarium? I crack myself up) When chitchatting with the doctor he asked us were we were from, what specialists we saw before with Margot's foot problem, etc. When he found out we were from Charlottesville and had just moved up here to the Boston area, he gave us a look like we were crazy. "Concord's nice too," he said. Maybe I was just projecting on him. Like when I told the lady in the pet supply store that I had just moved to Concord from Charlottesville and she said "Sorry." My wife probably didn't even register it. Of course, I didn't mention this to the lovely wife; we are arguing enough about the move. For example, she can't stand my griping about the pizza. I told her that the pizza at Tony's in West Roxbury tastes like WonderBread with ketchup and Kraft cheese. She really got bent out of shape about that. After we saw the doctor we were suppossed to go into North End (Boston's idea of Little Italy) and get what many consider to be the only authentic pizza in the area (Regina's Pizzeria, to be exact). Christine did not want to drive in the traffic and got mad at me because I let her make a wrong turn. I thought she knew where she was going! So, no pizza for Chris. I don't even want to talk about what we had for dinner instead.
Oh! About Margot's foot? Almost forgot. Poor girl has a serious radial bow to her tibia, it has formed something like an S-shape. It has led to one leg being almost two centimenters longer than the other (or shorter depending on how you look at it). Right now we have to get a new pair of orthopaedic shoes to solve for the discrepancy. Poor girl. She will most likely have to get painful leg lenghtening surgery when she is around ten. She was born with this problem. When we got her ultrasounds we couldn't even find a foot! Her foot was planted flat up against her shin when she was born - we called it her flipper! Damn insensitive parents! Luckily it hasn't slowed her down at all - she is quick as exlax.
On Monday we took our lovely daughter Margot to Children's Hospital in Boston for a visit with the children's orthopeadic sturgeon. (or was that the aquarium? I crack myself up) When chitchatting with the doctor he asked us were we were from, what specialists we saw before with Margot's foot problem, etc. When he found out we were from Charlottesville and had just moved up here to the Boston area, he gave us a look like we were crazy. "Concord's nice too," he said. Maybe I was just projecting on him. Like when I told the lady in the pet supply store that I had just moved to Concord from Charlottesville and she said "Sorry." My wife probably didn't even register it. Of course, I didn't mention this to the lovely wife; we are arguing enough about the move. For example, she can't stand my griping about the pizza. I told her that the pizza at Tony's in West Roxbury tastes like WonderBread with ketchup and Kraft cheese. She really got bent out of shape about that. After we saw the doctor we were suppossed to go into North End (Boston's idea of Little Italy) and get what many consider to be the only authentic pizza in the area (Regina's Pizzeria, to be exact). Christine did not want to drive in the traffic and got mad at me because I let her make a wrong turn. I thought she knew where she was going! So, no pizza for Chris. I don't even want to talk about what we had for dinner instead.
Oh! About Margot's foot? Almost forgot. Poor girl has a serious radial bow to her tibia, it has formed something like an S-shape. It has led to one leg being almost two centimenters longer than the other (or shorter depending on how you look at it). Right now we have to get a new pair of orthopaedic shoes to solve for the discrepancy. Poor girl. She will most likely have to get painful leg lenghtening surgery when she is around ten. She was born with this problem. When we got her ultrasounds we couldn't even find a foot! Her foot was planted flat up against her shin when she was born - we called it her flipper! Damn insensitive parents! Luckily it hasn't slowed her down at all - she is quick as exlax.
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