Growing up with Spastic Dipligia, I didn't like dogs. Ok, I hated them. It wasn't any particular dog that made me feel that way, unless you count the time the neighbors dog knocked me down and stood over me in the middle of our dirt road, or the time a different dog peed on my school bag at the bus stop (yes, that really happened). I didn't like dogs, because I felt even more off balance and the possibity of getting injured was very real.
When my neighbor aksed me to take her dog, Daisy, out twice a day all this week, I was ecited to say, "yes!" For three days, I have been greeted twice a day, by a very jumpy dog. She's so excited, that's it's actually difficult for me to get her leash on. Yet, I'm still thrilled that I can do it, even if it takes me a few tries.
I've had the joy of walking this dog to the bus stop at the end of the school day and seeing Sharon's face light up at the sight of her friend, Daisy. For me, I'm just happy that I've been able to try something new and succeed. Who knows, maybe there's a dog in our future. ;)
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!