One of the positive things about my journey through scleroderma land is the
love and support of my friends and family and the adventures along the way such
as the exciting ride with my son who had driven me to my first rheumatologist
appointment at UCLA Medical Center. He had a trade show there so I planned to take the AMTRAK Pacific Surfliner train back to San Diego where my daughter-in-law (who has taken hours out if her busy
schedule to take me to doctor appointments) would meet me. We raced through
rush-hour traffic in Los Angeles in his BMW to try to catch the train to Solana
Beach. I think my finger prints are still embedded in the dashboard. We did not
make it in time so he hung out with me until the next one came to make sure I got
on. My other son who lives in Solana Beach picked me up after midnight with a
smile on his face despite the inconvenience. During a recent visit with my
daughter, she spent hours working on my feet to remove hard skin and calluses.
It made me feel human again. A close friend has watched over my house for the
last six months and also kept my plants watered. My sister in Saint George
welcomes me with open arms as I travel through and stay at her home so I do not
have to make the trip between central Utah and California in one day. These are just a few examples of their love, support and concern that is invaluable and appreciated. It is during difficult times like this when ones priorities fall into the right place and what is most important is reinforced.
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