The school's physical therapist came by yesterday with a walker for Bryce to try out. His eyes lit up and he started smiling. He's been smiling ever since. He has some independence restored. Bless his heart. My heart aches as I wish he didn't need it and were able to run around and do things a four year old should be doing. Some day....some day he'll have that glorious body. Until then, we deal with what this life deals to us.
She also brought me some chocolate. Bless her! As you can see, I could definitely use it and ate it right up. If I had a bag for every time I needed it, well, it wouldn't be good. Stress is a norm for me. There's no way around it. The conference I went to talked about how you will most likely become very sick in the future. We'll see what stats know...but there's not a lot I can do.
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