I saw Annette today. I left early from work so I could go with her to a neurology appointment. Today was just another reminder that in spite of everything I have and everything and everyone I know, there is nothing I can do to make my daughter better.
I can be there for her, and help her exercise, or spend the day with her, or whatever. She is the one that has to make her body work. I am a bystander. It breaks my heart a little every time I see her in her wheelchair, trying to make the best of it.
I treat her just like I would if she weren’t injured. I spend time lecturing her every time I see her these days. I tell her this is on her and she has to give her best effort if she wants to walk again. I try to remind her…
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