Superhero

I am a superhero, I don’t wear a cape or fly or fight crime or drive a bat mobile like all of the superheroes that you read in comic books or watch in movies or watch on tv.  But in real life I am a superhero to a lot of CDC families that I reach out to on facebook.  A lot of these families need some guidance about where to go because the info they get is out of date and a lot of doctors don’t know a whole lot about CDC.  I put on superhero cape which is full of love and understanding and a lot of empathy to their situation and to let them know that I am here for them, to help them understand CDC a lot better and guide them to the answers that they have been searching for so they don’t feel so alone.  I am only one of the very few who know what it is like living with CDC every single day.  Over the last few years that I have been reaching out to families through facebook I felt like I am doing something worthwhile to my life and it has been an amazing journey to find families that believe in me and I have made so many lifelong friends and three amazing best friends because they believed in me and I can’t wait for next year to meet you all in person and so I can give you all a big hug and say thank you.  By the way Batman is my favourite superhero because he drives the bat mobile.

Curbs vs Me

I tripped and fell over on Saturday morning grazing my knee and both of my hands.  I wasn’t texting at the time and I was paying attention to what I was doing.  One minute I was walking along and the next minute I knew that I was on the ground.  I got up every shakily off the ground and regrouped myself before painfully limping down to the town square because I knew that my boss and friend Cricket would be there for our town’s Festival of Cultures and she was running the Trade Aid Stall.  When I got to her stall I almost burst into tears and she took a look at my hands and told me to come with her and so I did.  She hunted for a first aid kit at the Festival but couldn’t find one and the shop was about 300 metres down the road so we went back and Cricket fixed me up the best that she could.  I texted Bryan first to let him know what happened and then I texted my Dad to come and pick me up.  He did and took me back up to his house so he could patch up my knee and I rested at his house for awhile and then he took me to feed Beanie.  Since this is the last week of feeding Beanie and I am hurt.  One of my Mum’s best friend’s Mum’s is going to do it for me since I can’t walk fast.  Eighteen months ago I was walking to KFC one Friday night and I tripped and fell on a curb that time I badly hurt my arm.   I know that I am unstable on my feet sometimes.