Be More Human

Have you seen Reebok’s new ‘Be More Human’ commercial?  No?  Please watch it by clicking HERE (and turn up the volume while you’re at it) before you continue reading.

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Watched it?

Inspired?

I love this stuff.  It gives me goosebumps and makes me want to tackle the world.  And they’ve done a pretty good job of summarizing exactly what it is that makes me tick.

I hope it worked to embolden you too.

And if it didn’t, maybe these will:

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Happy Tuesday, my friends.


This thing I call my blog

I’ve had an influx of new readers lately, and thought I’d summarize this little thing I call my blog, for those of you just joining in the fun.  So, hang up your coat, take off your shoes, cozy up, and let me take you on a tour.

My ‘About Me’ reads this:

  • I’m a sport-loving chiropractor who decided to start a blog to talk about things that are important to me. I hope that drworobec.com can be a source of information and opinion on the adventures of health, fitness, and parenthood.

That’s all true.  But it’s become much more than that.  This blog has grown much bigger than I could’ve dreamed and it’s become a big part of me, a big part of helping me find my voice.

I’ve found it.  And I plan to keep using it.

If you’re new to my blog, welcome!  And if you’re one of my regular readers, thank you for supporting me through almost three years of writing.

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My most-read posts:

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My best blog side-effects:

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Thank you for being along for the ride!


Please Don’t Pity Her

My little girl, who is two years old for only two more weeks, is one of the strongest people I know.  She has taught me so much in so little time, and her lessons continue to surprise me.

She’s the kid who faceplants and gets back up with her toddler-speak, “I okay.”  She’s not scared of needles or dark rooms or strangers.  She’s tough.  Please don’t pity her.

If you’ve been following my blog, you’ll know that last Spring she was diagnosed with amblyopia, an eye disorder that causes decreased vision in an eye that otherwise appears normal.  In fact, when we brought her to the optometrist last April, the vision in her left eye was only 20/80.  Did I suspect a vision deficit?  Nope, not at all.  In fact, the only reason I got her eyes checked is because we were already there for her brother’s appointment and we had the time.  So, here’s my PSA: Get your children’s eyes checked annually.  OHIP funds yearly eye exams for people under 20 years of age.

Along with her considerable lens prescription, we also have to patch her strong right eye three hours every day to force the weaker left eye to work harder.  This past October, after only six months of glasses and patching, my determined little firecracker had improved to 20/30 vision.  Her body is responding and she’s progressing just as we’d hoped.  But we will have to continue to use occlusion patching for the foreseeable future; you see, as malleable and flexible as children’s brain and nerve development are, they can also regress.  I’m told we have until age seven to make gains with her vision, since the improvement of her particular deficit ceases after that point.  Early detection is key.  We need to keep our foot on the gas and our eye on the prize for another four or five years.

When we first learned about all of this, I worried about the ‘differences’ it would create for her.  I worried about the looks she’d get and the teasing she’d endure.  And then I remembered who I was dealing with: the kid who sticks up for herself and has a heart of gold.  She’ll be fine.  She is fine.

Her patch is just a part of her childhood, a part of who she is at this point in her toddler life.  We ordered some ‘fun’ patches for her, complete with glitter and animals and bright colours.  Every morning she gets to choose a patch that suits her mood.  Most often, it’s puppies or bunnies or anything sparkly.  Just like her, sparkly.

Don’t feel sorry for her, feel proud of her.  Please don’t pity her.  

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