Ok, not really. But it kinda looks like it. Don't you think? See that white thing around his chest? That, my friends, is a spinal jacket. It's purpose is to help straighten out Dakin's back and in general make things easier for him.
We were fitted for it a month ago--an experience I didn't write about, maybe because the whole thing was only slightly preferable to a stint in a gulag. Nightmarish, the fitting was.
Today wasn't much better--think maybe a root canal minus the drugs. The second we parked the car Dakin was saying, "No guy up! No guy up!!" (The orthotist had to stretch him out for the fitting, suspended over two stools--oh, it was horrible). He kept with that same theme the whole time we were in there--'no guy up' and 'no owie!'. Tears and gasping later, we got the jacket on and all of a sudden he was three inches taller. Amazing.
It will take some getting used to, but he only has to wear it when he's in his stander, lying down or in his old stroller. So yay. He rode all the way home in it and was happy as a clam.