I’ve been tagged by Claudia for a meme and it’s pretty easy, requiring only a halfway decent memory and some narcissism, so I’ll do it.
Seven things about me:
I can natter on about myself no trouble on this blog most of the time, but all of a sudden I don’t know what to say, so I will be listing the physical maladies of my nuclear family.
1) In the second toe (next to the big one) on my right foot I have horrible arthritis. It is called Freiberg’s disease and evidently happens to young women in that particular toe. Odd. The pain started my freshman year of college. The podiatrist attributed it to my weight gain that year (20 pounds) and walking on cobblestones (New England). I guess those conditions are particular to young women? It is helped by steroid injections, but those freak me out so much I’d rather just limp around in pain at the end of every day. Sometimes I worry that the way I favor that foot made me misaligned and was the reason Little Girl was breech. Bygones I guess.
2) Without the twice-daily medication I take, my ovaries would be polycystic and anovulatory, and my hormone levels totally off-kilter.
3) From my mom I seem to have inherited a somewhat faulty liver. I’ve had a liver biopsy (even less fun than it sounds) and I get regular bloodwork and sometimes ultrasounds and it’s not problematic right now. In fact, since I’ve been living relatively healthily in the last years, my liver enzymes have improved. However, they were elevated even back in high school, when I was thin and busy and barely eating so it’s not entirely a lifestyle thing. My mom says hers improved when she had her gall bladder out, of all things.
4) I was born without two of my teeth, so I have dental implants. Those were also not enjoyable to receive, especially when part of the bone graft migrated out through a hole in my gum while I was in Mexico one summer and…what, is this not a fun story?
5) I am wall-eyed (opposite of cross-eyed) and my brain totally ignores what my right eye sees. My ophthalmologist was incredulous when I told him I am able to catch balls.
6) That seems to be it for me. Husband has moles which have a tendency to turn on him and his knees and ankles are wake-the-baby-up-loud.
7) Hm, on to Little Girl. She has minor labial adhesions, a freak paprika allergy, a tendency to eczema, and one of her knees makes this weird vibration that no one but me notices when she bends it sometimes. Nonetheless she is wholly perfect, of course. I guess based on the volume of issues we’ll hope she takes after Husband. Also, I promise that, despite that list about me up there, I don’t scare away small children.
