Declan had two appointments on the same day last week, one with a pediatric orthopedist at Boston Children's for potential scoliosis, and one with the orthodontist to get braces. I was at work, so Phil brought him to the first appointment, where the doctor examined Declan and decided he did not have scoliosis, just very tight hamstrings that were making his hips uneven and one knee turn in a bit. This diagnosis made sense since Phil and I both have very tight hamstrings, and I also have the hip issue.
After talking about our family, the business, etc. she suggested Declan do stretches at home instead of having to take him to physical therapy and she would re-evaluate him in 6 months (we love a doctor who "gets" us). The stretch is very simple and Phil and I are doing it with Declan (and Brendan, also genetically tight) each night while praying the rosary. Basically we just have to sit with our legs stretched out in front of us, push our bums all the way back to the wall, sit up straight and breathe/pray through the pain for tenish minutes. It's so sad how inflexible and tight we are.
Phil had some time to kill in between appointments, so he brought Declan to get Five Guys for lunch.
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Declan took a few bites, said he felt sick and then threw up a few minutes later. Phil drove to the orthodontist office and Declan threw up again (into a bag in the car). Phil walked in and told them what was happening, and they asked if it was possibly a case of nerves? Nope. Declan was actually really excited to get braces. So they rescheduled the appointment for a week later and Phil drove the 50 minutes home (we do have orthodontists that are closer but we love the one we use).
The night before the new braces appointment, Declan felt like his nose was stuffy and said he was getting a cold and was worried how they would put the braces on if he couldn't breathe through his nose. I gave his some Airborne gummies and he told me he was going to pray a rosary in bed to help feel better. The next morning he woke up saying it had worked and he was all better and ready for braces! Phil and Declan drove up with some ice cream treats for the office staff, and they turned my little boy into a preteen:














