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Always there for me

When I was growing up and I was at the doctor more times than I could count, I realized how lucky I was to have the parents I have.  My mother took days off weekly to drive me to Boston, sit in the waiting room with me, hold my hand during tests and comfort me when I cried in pain and frustration. My parents fought time and time again for an answer, for diagnoses and for insurance companies to cover surgeries for me. It was a headache for everyone involved but they never once gave up on me.
As I got older, I moved to Florida and back and had two children and they still helped me through everything. There has never been a time when they weren’t there to pull me out of a bad situation, help me financially, medically or emotionally. I will never be able to tihank them enough for what they’ve done.

I’ve watched my parents for years take care of each other. Yes, I can be independent and do things for myself but the thought of having someone love me and be by my side through good times and bad is something I always wanted, just like my parents. 

When I met Jim, I knew that he would help me through so much.  Let me just tell you a little about him, and I’m sorry if you are sick of hearing it but I like to brag a little. 


He wants me to get better. The other day when I was complaining to him about my dystonia, he called Medtronic himself. He researched doctors who could help me and sent me a list. He’s gone above and beyond in helping me organize the walk, get sponsors and spread the word. He has done enough research to be able to know how my entire DBS works, and I have no doubt he knows more than my doctors. He’s worked on my car and let me use his truck for an entire week while he drove a work van because my car is broken down. He has loaned me money when I can’t afford stuff like food and gas. He has opened my door, driven me to appointments, and been amazing to my children. Every day, this man brings a smile to my face. He makes me want to be a better person. He makes me see the beauty in the world and enjoy the little things in life. Life is extremely difficult but with Jim by my side, I know that I’ll be ok. 

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