I miss Dick Clark. I miss watching old re-runs of \u201cAmerican Bandstand\u201d and ringing in each year with his New Year\u2019s Rockin\u2019 Eve. He was like a cordial but distant relation stopping by to wish me good cheer. He was always happy, or at least it seemed that way as the decades passed and that smile grew wider and brighter and tighter.<\/p>\n

Of course, that\u2019s what plastic surgery and a steady regimen of Botox can do for you: perpetual happiness, or at least some version of it. There\u2019s just something about Botox that gives me the creeps. It\u2019s like those Mardi Gras masks \u2013 frozen smiles that cannot shift from mood to mood. I\u2019ve never liked clowns for that reason. I don\u2019t trust someone whose face doesn\u2019t change with intention.<\/p>\n

And yet, I\u2019m getting Botox for my son.<\/p>\n

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It turns out, Botox does more than fight off the wrinkles. If beauty is skin deep, we\u2019re reaching past that to get to the root of our son\u2019s struggles. His leg muscles are stiff and tight as rubber bands stretched to the breaking point. He\u2019s a rusty tin man trying to move like a gazelle every time he walks.<\/p>\n

His dystonia \u2013 which sounds like a trendy Paleo eatery \u2013 prevents his mind from telling his body what to do. Though the cerebral palsy that caused these developments has not limited his understanding of the world, it has limited his exploration of and interaction with it.<\/p>\n

So, we stretch. Each morning when I put on his clothes, we count to 10 again and again, and I hold on to those ankles as they shake with the effort to loosen. I lean in to his hamstrings with a gentle but unrelenting pressure that will help him sit unassisted and stand in his walker and bend over in his wheelchair.<\/p>\n

But it\u2019s not getting any easier. As he gets older, he\u2019s fighting a rapidly growing body, fighting the tide of what should be the natural process of moving from baby to kid. His growing pains are more painful than most. So, with our pediatrician and physical therapist\u2019s recommendation, we\u2019re getting Botox. And I\u2019m researching<\/a> the heck out of it.<\/p>\n

We said no to Botox once before. When another specialist wanted to inject it into the glands in his throat to reduce his drooling, we felt it was unnecessary. Even with his trach and enlarged tongue and feeding difficulties, we still did not feel comfortable choosing an elective process that had risks. Did I really want something injected into my son that might lead to botulism? I could deal with the drool.<\/p>\n

But now, now it has become necessary, and we say yes if it can help him walk and find his rhythm in the flowing traffic of the world.<\/p>\n

Because Botox essentially induces paralysis, it can target those wire-tight muscles that none of my stretching can reach. It can go in there and tell those guys to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride so his other muscles get a chance to shine. The hope, of course, is that when the Botox wears off, the newly used muscles will help to keep the tighter, more curmudgeonly ones in check. His body will find the yin and yang of it.<\/p>\n

Botox is a commitment. It\u2019s not a one-and-done thing. He will need continuing treatment every three to six months. But isn\u2019t that what life and parenting really is \u2013 a continuing series of adjustments in the hopes of improvement and strength?<\/p>\n

Botox doesn\u2019t bring happiness, but for us, it could bring freedom. It could mean the ringing in of a new season in life. I think Dick Clark would be happy for us.<\/p>\n

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*This article originally appeared in Parent.co.<\/a><\/p>\n

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