Mom’s here, Mom’s here!
The doctors have been very reassuring. Symptoms are being better controlled today, and I’m hoping tomorrow’s finally the day re starting the Humira.
I’ve been picturing all the people who needed there to be another, better med on the market that didn’t yet exist, praying for help. And picturing a researcher or two with a sudden hunch that felt so right that they pursued it, culminating in this class of meds that makes such a difference to so many people. The way I see it, there are two miracles at work here: the initial impulse. And the willingness of some human being out there to follow up on it to see where it would lead, hoping it would do good.
And how.
My cheerful, helpful, wonderful mother has more energy than I do on one of my best days and is perfectly happy talking to us and making us laugh while I rest up. Hey, Dad, thank you for loaning her to us!