In 1952 mom was holding me in her lap like so many times before. This time something was different. She put her hand on my left leg, and it felt ice cold. We headed to the emergency room.
Therapy begin, and it would continue for sometime. We moved from Georgia to Fort Pierce Florida and the therapy continued there.
At the age of 3, I was accidentally ran over by a car driven by my dad. My parents both told me they remember the doctor saying their son may not walk again.
Some of the things that happened during this time, are vivid, but not a bunch. The next 2 or 3 years were kind of rough for my family, both emotionally and financially.
Of course, albeit slow, walking, jogging, and running re-entered into my life.
I don’t remember any pain, or emotional stress on me, during this time. I don’t really remember any of that, concerning my parents. Later, I learned, it was really tough times for them.
Week 30 of 2018 is done. 58.68 miles this week and at days end tomorrow the Walking Man (me) should have 200 miles logged for July.
I’ve been here with mom over 90% of the time since January 24, 2016. I’m a work in progress as I still have fits every few weeks where I complain to anyone that will listen. Whoa is me, poor little thing, but I get up, get dressed up and show up for the job.
I’m Grateful to be alive.
Still having work done on my teeth and it’s going good. Something to look forward to, being able to smile again without being self conscious.
I’m learning a lot about children born with Down syndrome, and their parents and siblings from a great teacher in NM. She is knowledgeable, patient and kind to me and I appreciate her manner.
Beautiful warm weather, no clouds, no breeze. Out for 4 miles today and on the stationary bike for 15 minutes.
I’m still toying with the possibility of purchasing another “real” bicycle.
On the Cooper Aerobics website, there is a place to sign up to be an advocate, signed up. I’m not sure what it entails, but it feels right.
On the National Down Syndrome Society website I filled in the information they request and paid the money to become an Ambassador.
Mom has agreed for some travelers to stay here tonight.
Things are good here, taking stuff in stride and adjusting the sails, like always.
Today is my grandson’s birthday, he is getting tall. I will see him another time, not today.
My weight is around 164 pounds, looking to lose a tad more.
This Thursday myself and the folks at the dentist office will come up with a plan to get things where they need to be. I’m looking forward to smiling again without feeling self-conscious.
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