I came across these today. They are my moon boots. I don't know if that is the medical term for them but that is what we called them. I had to wear these because of my Cerebral Palsy and trust me they are not fun to wear. I can remember how much pain I would be in whenever I wore these. As soon as I saw them the memories can rushing back of all the physiotherapy, doctors appointments, exercises and of course my surgery. I can remember the day I had them made and the doctor asking me what colour I wanted them and how excited I was to get them in blue. When I picked them up today I was surprised at how heavy they are. For them being so small they really have a lot of weight to them and I am amazed that I was able to walk at all with them. I can also remember all the teasing I would receive for wearing them. Kids can be cruel and I was bullied non stop for them. But they were my moon boots, named that because they look like the boots from space suits. And for all the names I was called because of them I knew that nobody else had a pair. I would pretend I was an astronaut walking on the moon and that in a small way made everything better. Of course back then I never really understood why I had to wear them. I knew I was different than the other kids and knew that they helped make me better. But it isn't until I look back at it now that I realize just how much they helped me. I may never walk on the moon or every get to go to space but I can say I have a pair of moon boots and you don't.
