Too Many Questions

Is Tuesday here yet? I cannot wait for Tuesday, when we meet with the orthopedic specialist. I have too many questions rolling around in my mind. Will the brace work? How long will she have to wear it? Will her clothes fit over it? Will it set her back in learning how to walk? How will she react to this encumbering device? Will she have to have surgery? What will the recovery be like? How could I cope with letting her be wheeled off to surgery? Will she have to have a full body cast? How will that work? Will her clothes fit over that? How will I take her any where? How will she sleep? Will she go crazy being immobilized? How will I keep her entertained? I know that I am crossing all my bridges before we get there, but I remember all the things my sister went through and I wonder. I will be so relieved when Tuesday rolls around and we can speak to the specialist face-to-face. I want to hear from him what the plan of action is, so that my mind can stop racing toward all the possibilities. I would like to, someday, sleep through the night without worrying about my kids, but I don't think that'll be happening any time soon, hip dysplasia or not.