Today, my child, my baby boy, the reason I am still here on this earth, crosses out of teenage years and becomes an official young adult. Twenty years ago today, the most important person in my life was born.
Six months later, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and had to make serious lifestyle and mindset decisions. It was a no-brainer. I now had the greatest responsibility known to mankind. I had to be s parent and had no time to devote to a disease of any kind.
ALL my time and energy had to be reserved for this precious gift. I hate to admit this, but if not for this child, I might have succumbed to the many temptations before me in the treatment of MS. It was a dark period in my life. Boone saved my life. I tell him that often.
His existence in my life has never been a hardship, but initially, I feared the MonSter would not allow me to adequately care for him. During the introduction to my new normal, Boone shed humor on my treatment. As I learned to inject Beta Seron Boone thoroughly enjoyed watching the instructional video with me. He affectionately referred to this tape as the "needle" movie. Go figure.
As my prescriptions have changed, he has witnessed the various reactions and obvious responses to each and every treatment I have undergone. He has picked me up when I fall. He helps me clean the mess when I drop a random glass. He tapes the Taopatch to the hard-to-reach spot on the back of my neck. He laughs at my absurd Yoga postures and heads out of the way when I race toward the bathroom.
He's a good kid and now a fine young adult.
What are you celebrating today?
I am celebrating the life of my twenty-year-old (How did THAT happen?) hero.
Life is good. Celebrate it.
Lisa, Lady with the Cane