Another six months has passed, which means another trip to the dentist for me and the kids. It's a great feeling to know that I can take the four of us there without the help of my mom.
For years, my mom would drive us to the dentist and help me every step of the way back to the dental chair. Of course, I was appreciative of her help, but as a mom I longed to do it solo.
Today, the denstist greated the kids and I with a smile, "It's so great to see you like this." He went on to say how wonderful it is to see me walk into the office independtly, which fills my heart with joy.
I will never foreget all of my physical challenges, but today it donned on me that those who knew me prior to my correct diagnosis will never forget the "old" me either. These days, when I walk into a room of strangers, they have no idea what I have gone through. But, when I walk into a room with those from my past, we can't help but take a moment to give thanks for my new mobility in one way or another.
After living the first 33 years of my life thinking I had Spastic Diplegia, a form of Cerebal Palsey, I was correctly diagnosed with Dopa Responsive Dystonia (DRD). I am on new medication and doing things that I never imagined possible. This has changed the lives of my husband and two daughters. I truly believe that I am living a miracle each and every day. Life can't get any better than this!