I'm counting the days down until Kody's next appointment. This particular one always has me nervous because it's heart status time. The one thing his doctors always remark is that his outward appearance doesn't match the actual condition his heart is in. Werid huh? Partly but I blame that on genetics because that's the only thing that makes sense. I wouldn't be sure how to otherwise explain things otherwise.
Kody thinks going to the doctors is stupid because as he puts it "They can't fix me so they can only watch what is going on with my body." I think he just gets frustrated that there isn't some magic cure or something for the FRDA. If he was better he could go back to school and make friends and just be a teenager. Boy would he be a handful. I'd turn grey quickly. Or should I say Clariol would be making money off of me on a regular basis.
He had me reserve Uncharted 3 for him at GameStop today. He sure does love his games. I can watch them but for the most part I don't even try to play them very often.
He's still peeling from the beach trip we made. He asked "Mom am I going to peel forever?" LOL you know I had to be a smartass and tell him he was going to peel for the rest of his life. I did however back track and say it would be done soon.
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