THE BABY WHO WAS BORN WITH A RARE SKIN CONDITION

In 1993, Tomm Tennent from South East Australia had shocked his parents and the medical team, when he was born. Tomm was born with enough skin to cover a five-year-old child.

Tomm’s parents were happy that they were going to be parents, and knew that something was off with their son, they had no idea about the gravity of their situation. When their doctors stated that there was something off with their baby boy, the medical team had suggested ending the pregnancy earlier, but parents didn’t wanted that.

“When he came out I was quite shocked (…) I didn’t think a human, or a little baby, could ever look like that.” Geoff Tennent said in 2003, to 60 Minutes Australia.

“My heart came up to my throat, but at the same time it was lovely to pick him up and cuddle him,” the mother also stated.

As years passed, Tomm had visited the hospital many times, because the professional experts wanted to examine Tomm, who was born with a unique condition about his skin.

As the experts kept examining Tomm, they found resmeblences with Chinese dog breed Shar Pei. They found out that Tomm’s Hyaluronic acid leves were 100 times higher than normal, as Shar Pei puppies.

The dog breed would normalize the Hyaluronic acid levels as they grew, the doctors expected from Tomm to live through the same experience, and they were right in that matter.

As Tomm had lived through many experiences while he was growing, he was asked that if people had any concerns about Tomm’s condition, he stated, “Not really (…) because they are my friends and they don’t really care how I look like. Sometimes they (people) say I look cool, sometimes they say I look really cool, and sometimes they don’t say anything.”

Today, Tomm has no weird extras on his skin, as he recovered from his condition, as the doctors expected.

He is married with his wife, Hannah. And he stated in his Facebook account, “Life’s simple. You make choices, and you don’t look back.”

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