It’s not coming soon enough. The cure. It has to happen. Soon.

Lily’s hand function is worsening. And believe me when I say it’s not from lack of effort (from her part, or mine).

Another blow: I was called in to a special meeting at school last week from Lily’s physical therapist to learn that Lily needs an ‘adaptive stroller’ for when she transitions into grade school. It’s for safety reasons – the bus starting in K doesn’t have the 5 point seatbelt which she will need (confirmed by the Rett specialist when we were in the hospital on Friday).

Imagine this: a small therapy room at Lily’s preschool where her two PT’s, her two OT’s, her social worker, and I (huddled around a kid sized table in tiny preschool chairs) are going through a catalogue of wheelchairs. Fucking heartbreaking.

So you see, a cure needs to happen. And soon. I don’t know if I can handle watching my child get lifted into a school bus next year.