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I wrote a column this spring about my 5-year-old son, Cayden, needing to see an orthopedic specialist again. Well, we finally had that appointment late last month, with a doctor he hadn’t seen before. It didn’t go as well as I’d hoped. When Cayden’s metabolic specialist sent the…

I’ve always thought the stereotype that “spa days are for the ladies” was a thing. Now I realize that spa days are for everyone. And they especially benefit me, a guy who has a muscle weakness disease called Pompe. There are days when my legs just feel achy, my…

Last week, we had our first pool day of the summer. I got pool passes for myself and my 5-year-old son, Cayden, who really enjoyed it last year. In fact, he’s been consistently asking to go again. But here in Pennsylvania, summer is the only time it’s warm enough to…

Like much of the East Coast, we’ve been experiencing poor air quality here in Pennsylvania due to smoke from Canadian wildfires. In my 21 years, I don’t think I can remember a time when our air quality was this bad. Fortunately, we’re in the south-central part of Pennsylvania, so…

Last week, both of my children ended up sick. It started off on Memorial Day when my 5-month-old son, Kyree, developed pink eye. The doctor’s office was closed on the holiday, but I got him seen the next day. Aside from the pink eye, he was acting completely normal and…

Last January, I wrote about how I adapted to having a high-deductible health plan. One way I did that was by putting off physical therapy until I met my deductible. At that point, I’d restart my physical therapy for the year. I hit my deductible in March and…

Last February, my 5-year-old son, Cayden, started a preschool program at one of the local elementary schools. The program would prepare him for kindergarten, which he’ll start this fall. So far, preschool has been amazing for him. A nurse has to accompany Cayden to preschool for several reasons. First,…

When I was diagnosed with late-onset Pompe disease in 2018, I didn’t know what my life would look like moving forward. When I was told the disease had no cure, my mind went into a tailspin, taking me down into a deep, dark place. However, my doctor…