I was putting Ashley's leg braces on this morning when it struck me once again what a good spirit the boy has.
He smiles.
We jab him with Growth hormone and he smiles.
We strap him into braces which bend his ankles and he smiles.
Even when he has a heavy cold he smiles.
Don't get me wrong, he has his miserable moments especially when he's dosed up with anti-fitting drugs and when he's tired.
But after hours of waiting in hospitals and being messed about by doctors, he smiles.
He has a spirit within him which will see him through. He makes great eye contact (forced by poor peripheral vision) which is very endearing to strangers. This means he always has people saying hello, and remembering him. It's almost like a Fan Club when we visit the local Asda Walmart!
He smiles.
We jab him with Growth hormone and he smiles.
We strap him into braces which bend his ankles and he smiles.
Even when he has a heavy cold he smiles.
Don't get me wrong, he has his miserable moments especially when he's dosed up with anti-fitting drugs and when he's tired.
But after hours of waiting in hospitals and being messed about by doctors, he smiles.
He has a spirit within him which will see him through. He makes great eye contact (forced by poor peripheral vision) which is very endearing to strangers. This means he always has people saying hello, and remembering him. It's almost like a Fan Club when we visit the local Asda Walmart!
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