My oldest...well he's old enough to have Facebook and read this. I'm not sure if he does. He's not a talker about his feelings. I know he's concerned when he writes "I love you" in a text or gives me a hug goodbye. He's not an affectionate kid so the little things count. (If you are reading this I'm not trying to embarrass you).
My second child is the thinker. He overthinks things at times and everything is factual. He is making a website for a school project to sell some of his crafts for the MS walk. It's not something we have talked about its just something he thought of on his own. To him it's just a new part of life. Period. He doesn't think twice about what it entails. It is what it is and he's aware without making a big deal about it. This morning I told my youngest that I couldn't walk great so I asked him to go downstairs and wake his brothers up for school. My middle guy overheard me and came upstairs and asked why I couldn't walk. I explained that I could. It was just a bit difficult. Just like yesterday I explained. "Oh ok" is his response. Factual.
My youngest on the other hand is a bit oblivious. "What's wrong with you?" I told him it's the MS and it make me numb. Like going to the dentist I explained. He grabs his cheek and asks " like when it goes blah". Ya like that I said. Don't worry I said. I will get some medicine after we come back from your tournament and it will help me feel better. That's all he needed to hear because he's a worrier. He is a mommas boy and is very literal. I know him well enough that I can give him information but he needs the reassurance as well.
I didn't feel so brave last night. I prayed. Prayed that it would all get better. That the feeling would all come back. Because that's just it. With MS it might not. Some numbness may linger which is why I really need to get started on the new medicine and pray it works.