I haven’t read an update on this little girl today, but last night while I was skimming the newspaper, I saw a photograph that stopped me in my tracks, in a manner of speaking. There at the very bottom of the page was a small picture of a 2-year-old child with four arms and four legs, and SHE WAS SMILING. According to the account in The State, she is joined to a parasitic twin who stopped developing in the mother’s womb, and this child, Lakshmi, absorbed the limbs, kidneys and other body parts of the undeveloped fetus. Yesterday a team of 30 doctors were to remove the extra limbs and organs. I fervently hope and pray that their efforts were successful.
Back to her smile, I couldn’t help but think of how often I hear women lament the fact that their legs are too short, too long, too thin, too big, too unshapely, too wrinkly, too whatever. And arms too. Women, especially older ones like moi, can often be overheard complaining about wrinkles and flab. I understand that surgery for loose, unwanted arm skin is available. There’s scarring involved, but at least the unsightly skin is gone, right? And then there’s always liposuction for unwanted cellulite.
Please don’t interpret the preceding as judgmental. I’m only posting it because the juxtaposition of Lakshmi’s problems next to ours serves as yet another reminder of how ungrateful so many of us are, including yours truly. From this day forward, I’m going to think of how great it is to enfold my loved ones in my arms instead of how “mature” they look