Weekly, maybe. I've lost some steam lately. I'll try to give you something.
Let me tell you about Sarah and Tim, my daughter and son in law.
Back in the summer of 2011, after the reality of my condition had entered everybody's mainstream, Sarah and Tim footed the bill for a weekend in Orlando (Disneyworld). The whole family, including Rachel and Nick, flew in, us from Peoria, Nick and Rachel from Chicago (I think) and Sarah, Tim, Alex and Isaac from Dallas. We had a blast. The first day I walked from morning to night, ending up so weak that when I sat down on the ground I lacked the strength to get back up without help.
The next morning I could hardly walk at all. We had another long, fun day ahead of us, and I couldn't bear to miss it. I stubbornly hobbled to the bus and through the entrance. After much distress, much crying on my part and Incredible embarrassment it was decided that the only way for me to make it through the day was to rent a geriatric scooter. The young girl who helped us asked which of our youthful clan would be riding. When I stepped forward her her voice became louder and her words came slowly and with hyper-enunciation. Apparently in her mind I was automatically feeble minded and deaf in addition to being feeble afoot. How embarrassed can one get? As the day progressed, my shame waned and I began to accept the situation for what it represented. Still, we all had a blast. One thing I now realize.... It was a precursor to my rising interest in electric propulsion.
Move on down the line a little ways. Talk had already begun about moving to Dallas. We were resistant. Sarah was persistent. They were renting a nice house, but it would not accommodate all of us. We didn't want to force them to move on our account, at which time Sarah said Tim would get a job in Chicago so they would be closer to us. By fall, it became clear that Dallas was more practical for my condition. We were moving south.
Sarah and Tim were left with the unenviable task of finding a house with either an in law's quarters or a wing that would accommodate our needs as well as theirs.
They found the perfect place.
We are all together because of the sacrifice of my family. We are all near each-other because that is what everybody wanted. If not for the efforts of my kids, I would be long gone. I could never be so strong.
Let me tell you about Sarah and Tim, my daughter and son in law.
Back in the summer of 2011, after the reality of my condition had entered everybody's mainstream, Sarah and Tim footed the bill for a weekend in Orlando (Disneyworld). The whole family, including Rachel and Nick, flew in, us from Peoria, Nick and Rachel from Chicago (I think) and Sarah, Tim, Alex and Isaac from Dallas. We had a blast. The first day I walked from morning to night, ending up so weak that when I sat down on the ground I lacked the strength to get back up without help.
The next morning I could hardly walk at all. We had another long, fun day ahead of us, and I couldn't bear to miss it. I stubbornly hobbled to the bus and through the entrance. After much distress, much crying on my part and Incredible embarrassment it was decided that the only way for me to make it through the day was to rent a geriatric scooter. The young girl who helped us asked which of our youthful clan would be riding. When I stepped forward her her voice became louder and her words came slowly and with hyper-enunciation. Apparently in her mind I was automatically feeble minded and deaf in addition to being feeble afoot. How embarrassed can one get? As the day progressed, my shame waned and I began to accept the situation for what it represented. Still, we all had a blast. One thing I now realize.... It was a precursor to my rising interest in electric propulsion.
Move on down the line a little ways. Talk had already begun about moving to Dallas. We were resistant. Sarah was persistent. They were renting a nice house, but it would not accommodate all of us. We didn't want to force them to move on our account, at which time Sarah said Tim would get a job in Chicago so they would be closer to us. By fall, it became clear that Dallas was more practical for my condition. We were moving south.
Sarah and Tim were left with the unenviable task of finding a house with either an in law's quarters or a wing that would accommodate our needs as well as theirs.
They found the perfect place.
We are all together because of the sacrifice of my family. We are all near each-other because that is what everybody wanted. If not for the efforts of my kids, I would be long gone. I could never be so strong.
So beautiful! Amazing family :)
ReplyDeleteGreat story Tracy. The reason your children are so strong and determined is because their parents are so strong and determined.
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