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I really wanted to post earlier, but I just could not fight through my tears long enough to put anything down on paper.
 
A dear friend, wheelchair bound, missed an important day in her son's life yesterday. He was inducted into the National Honor Society at his school. This is a big honor and one that looks great on a college application. Her pride in him stole my heart; even more so becuase she was unable to attend the ceremony in order to witness her baby receive this award. MS took this aware from her. I certainly hope that he knows how much his mother wanted to be there.
 
I also hope this week of negativity ends soon. I reallyh believed a week devoted to venting about the suckiness of MS would be therapeutic. Instead, it has just brought me down. It has helped me not to feel sorry for myself, though.
 
I have looked at my disease differently this week. I have noticed the many times that my own son has come to my rescue and has verbalized his concern that I am doing okay. He has gone out of his way to help me carry things to and from the car. He has reminded me to take a few minutes to rest while he has also urged me to spend some time exercising.
 
My love for him is so great that I just shudder when I imagine not being "there" for him. If I was forced to sit at home while he receives an honor, any honor, I would be crushed. I can only imagine the disappointment my friend suffered this week. But, I am also grateful for the existence of our sons.
 
Yes, MS stinks; but we do not have to bow down to its ugliness.
Just sayin'.
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