If you’re a runner, I’m sure you’ve been asked the inevitable “Why?!” I think it’s a wonderful thing for those that run for others, for those that can’t run, but for me, I run because I CAN.
When I was 10 years old I was diagnosed with scoliosis. My spine curved like an “S”, because the lower vertebrae were separated (spinal bifita). Scoliosis is hereditary, but because of the spinal bifita, my family and I think it was caused by my dad’s exposure as an Air Force mechanic to Agent Orange in what was then Cambodia during the Vietnam War. I was put in a brace for two years. The only time I was allowed to take it of was for dance class and swimming.
Mine was like this, but it went around my shoulders instead of my neck.
The doctor thought my spine would stop moving when I stopped growing, but it didn’t. Instead the upper curve began to affect the function of my heart and lungs. I had corrective surgery. My husband tells people I have a bionic spine. I have 2 Herrington rods, screws to correct the bifita, and my lowest left rib was removed and used as a graft to fuse all but the lowest vertebrae together.