Returned home from my adventure to the NYWC to find hubby and kids sick with a stomach bug. While it’s not fun for anyone to have, it’s especially bad for Tim, who’s got a sinus infection too. The result for him is a dramatic increase in tremors; a mixed blessing in that it confirms that we’ve pretty much got the right diagnosis for him with Sydenham’s chorea, but it stinks that it takes this kind of compound suffering to confirm that.
I hate sitting by as he struggles, but he needs me here whether or not I can fix it. Wondering what the future holds for us is too scary, so I’ll try not to do that.