Life in Michigan part 1

I was born in Petoskey MI, at the Northern Michigan hospital. When I came out of my mother's womb, the room was silent. I didn't look like all the other babies, my dad says I looked like a seal haha. My hands and feet looked like a seal's flippers, because of the club hands and feet. The doctors didn't think I would ever be able to walk. A few times my parents had to leave my two older brothers at a friend's house, so that they could take me to Ann Arbor MI to figure things out with specialists at U of M. So started two years of casting my feet. The casting was done locally, two weeks with casts, two weeks without casts. Then the doctors realized that the casting wasn't doing anything for my feet, so they along with my parents decided to do surgery on both feet. I remember after I woke up I was really hungry, so my mom asked for something for me to eat. She thought they would bring me some soup or jello, the nurse brought me a dried out hamburger and cold fries! Haha! Also when I was two, I learned how to drive an electric wheelchair, so that I could get around somewhat. After I learned how to drive it I kind of had an accident. What happened was, we were all outside, it was in the summer and I wanted to go over by our car, I started driving over to it at full speed and I ran right into the car and hurt my foot. I didn't go go near that wheelchair again until the next summer. I couldn't crawl because of my hip displaysia, so my dad taught me how to roll across the room, so that I wouldn't just sit in one place. He would lay out a blanket, then get down and lay on it and just started rolling. Then he would help me do it. He also taught me how to do the army crawl. After my feet surgery I started physical therapy to learn to walk and to learn to adapt to my surroundings. I started walking with a walker right away. Four years went by, I got stronger and stronger. Then at the age of six, I started to try walking without my walker. I was in school all that time when I was learning to walk. My dad made me a harness to help me learn to walk without the walker, a few times he brought it to school so that during gym I could practice walking.  It took a lot of hard work and quite a few falls, but at the age of seven I was finally able to walk without the walker. End of life in Michigan part 1

1st blog post!!!

Hello, this blog will be about me, my life as a dancer and the moments I share with my friends and family. Feel free to ask me any questions in the comments area. I'll answer them in my next blog post. = )