Sometimes I forget that he has MS.
And then I am reminded again because he tells me that his whole left side is numb and it's probably because this last quarter in grad school was so emotionally exhausting/stressful and his body is feeling it now (it is all connected, you see). It amazes me how it is all connected and how our bodies/minds work together.
And our children are reminded again because daddy needs to rest (it is the only thing that will help in times like these.)
And our home is reminded again because that is where we will all stay an entire weekend. No shopping, no playing, no romping about because well...we just don't want to leave him....and we shouldn't leave him...because being together, especially when someone is sick, is what matters most.
Gosh I hate this part of our life. The part that makes me remember.
I hate it I hate it I hate it.
Dear Multiple Sclerosis,
I am so tired of you. Leave him alone. Please.
Your enemy, Carrie
I guess the walk this year will mean a lot because this moment in time will be so fresh in my memory. Will you join my team? Did I mention that it is the best walk/biggest party ever?