Every once in a while, something completely innocuous reminds me of Doug, and the challenges we face. I call these "Doug Moments". They are (generally) brief moments in time where our life situation strikes me deeply to the core.
Today I had another one.
I was "working out" in the hotel gym. (no that's not a typo) As I was resting in between exercises (as one my age tends to do more and more) I was telling myself that I really should take a few days off from all this exercise stuff. After all, what I'm really doing is tearing my muscles up, and I need to wait for my body to rebuild them. Then, I'll look just like Ah-nold.
It hit me then right in my gut. Doug's muscles don't rebuild the same way mine do. His break down, not build up. And there's not a bloody thing that I can do about it.
And for a few minutes there, life really sucked.
This blog is about me and my son. It is a soul baring exploration of what it means to be a dad to a boy with Muscular Dystrophy. And Doug, he loves motorcycles. He's my Little Biker.
Ride For Doug
Ride For Doug is a motorcycle fundraiser for Muscular Dystrophy Canada.
Visit www.RideForDoug.com for more info, and some great pictures from last year.
Visit www.RideForDoug.com for more info, and some great pictures from last year.
2 comments:
I can connect with a "Doug moment". Forgive me if I substitute Doug for Carol. And yes, then life sucks, sometimes for longer than a moment.
Ah - I'm so sorry that moment came when you were away from family and friends.
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