I was thinking this morning about my conversation with Nicky that I had a few years ago while we were changing bandages… I told him how hard it was to wrap his wrist and that if only he could try to straighten it once a day it would not be so ‘bent’ right now. I know how little PT he needs each day for things not to go to the point of no return and he started to cry. When he cries he can’t speak, so he wrote down for me all his feelings.The bottom line was that he did not want me to give up on him if he did not want to do something that brought him pain. That just about KILLED me.“Giving up on you” I told him “As if that it’s ever going to happen”? Life with EB. It sucks so bad… It’s hard to beRead More →

This year, so far, has been horrible. I try to do fun things and distract myself as much as I can, but the undeniable truth is there, always there. Nicky is in pain. Always. At this point we’re waiting for a sleuth of appointments with various specialists (GI, Dermatologist, hydrotherapy etc) and hopefully as soon as possible, a surgery for a new ‘hole’, as the old g-tube hole is absolutely 1 million percent hopeless. It bleeds, and it doesn’t want to heal or close on its own. This has been going on since early January, so seeing Nicky dealing with this for 4 months, 2 hospitalizations and 2 surgeries later, I honestly feel as I want to just disappear. I am so tired. I want to hide myself in a little corner and cry. But, I cannot. I need to be strong for Nicky, and when he’s with his dadRead More →