We like Mike. He's called Daphne "Daph" since our first visit back when she was a tiny two weeks old. I like people who feel comfortable enough to give you a nickname 5 minutes after they meet you.
They put her soft casts back on her (which means another bath next week!) because they've decided they've done what they can do with casting and now it's time to move on to phase II: surgery. We're tentatively scheduled for Wednesday the 18th at Doernbecher. It's a small surgery just to stretch the tendon at the back of her heel, but she will probably stay one night so they can monitor her breathing after being under anesthesia. I would rather the trained professionals have the breathing monitoring job anyways, so I'm fine with her staying.
It's a three man job to do this. David holds Daphne, Dr. R holds her foot, Mike puts on the cast. I just watch, and occasionally take pictures.
This is Daphne telling me she's mad that I'm not saving her from the mean people who are touching her feet. So sad!
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Sweet, now we're blog friends. :)
--Devon
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