Monday, February 19, 2007

Me and My Dread Disease

Beware.. this post is ultimately about funny old pictures.. but it does have an additional message. Be forewarned. Forewarned is forearmed, you see.

Now. Here I stand with W's dog, Buppy. Buppy was never my favorite of the pets, but any furry little thing to play with was better than none in my book. I have always loved cute furry things even if they were kinda dirty and smelled funny. ;-) He looks like he is waving at the camera here.
Ok, so here's where the "message" comes in. Does ANYONE look at these pictures and NOT see that I had a major posture problem? My kneecaps face each other. My toes point in. My back is perpetually arched. My shoulders are not even.

Now, I ask you, WHY did not one person ever ask any questions about this until I was a very sensitive pre-teen.. and then they treated scoliosis like it was cancer or spina bifida or something and acted like I was going to be drooling in a wheelchair before the year was out. Never mind that something like 75% of America has it in one form or another and it is easily treated in most cases with physical therapy and/or exercise.. if that doesn't work, there are several surgeries available.

I mean, honestly, people. If you suspect that your child has a physical problem of some sort, ask about it when you first see it, not 15 years later. And don't treat them like they're going to die any minute, and bring their embarrassing x-rays out at dinner to show everyone who ever comes over how critically ill your child is (who is out in the backyard wrestling with the dog and making mud pies in the meantime).

I mean, I know attention is important and stuff, but not at the expense of your child. Just saying. Did this become TMI? A little angst-y maybe? Eh well. The pictures are funny anyway.

2 comments:

The Princess said...

heheh...You were a little thing... I don't remember all the xray stuff cause i was to busy getting into trouble...probably living with Dad at that point...

o.r.p. said...

no you weren't.. that was immediately before you moved with dad.. i remember vividly because that was the only time I actually tried to kill you with my bare hands. LOL You started doing this retarded walk every time you caught my eye, mouthing "this is yeeewww!" And Mom wanted to know what in the world would make me go after you like that. I can't believe you don't remember.. it must have looked like an infuriated kitten going after a doberman. :-)
--b