Last week, my 5-year-old son, Cayden, had his annual well-child check with his pediatrician. He wasn’t due for any vaccines, and for the most part, the visit was fairly uneventful. We try to see the same doctor for these appointments, as she’s familiar with Cayden and all of his…
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I have this recurring dream where I’m driving a sublime green 2015 Dodge Challenger down the Pacific Coast Highway toward the beach. I call it my “I have no muscle” muscle car. It’s trimmed out in light blue with “Pompe Champ” and “Smashing Pompe” printed on the sides and hood.
Typically, when we think of playgrounds, we envision children running around, having the time of their lives. But this isn’t always the case. For my 5-year-old son, Cayden, it’s a bit hard to enjoy the playground. Cayden is in a wheelchair, so sometimes he has trouble accessing playground equipment.
Back in high school, I had a few friends and many acquaintances. One of those acquaintances, Scott, was close to two of my good friends, Rick and David. Scott and I never hung out, but I knew who he was. After graduation, all of my acquaintances, including Scott, seemed…
Recently, we were putting things in place for a road trip this summer. We’d planned to attend a pediatric Pompe disease conference in July, hosted by Duke University in North Carolina. My grandmother was going to come along with my 5-year-old son, Cayden, and me. However, the conference was…
Whenever it was time to play dodgeball in my elementary school years, I was always picked last. Growing up, I wasn’t physically gifted. I couldn’t run, and I moved slowly. For a kid, my balance was uncharacteristically off. Despite being raised in Southern California, I was unable to surf,…
Last week, my 5-year-old son, Cayden, had his first karate class. His preschool class took a field trip to a local karate center. Parents were invited to join in on the fun. While neither of us had ever done karate before, it certainly was fun. I really enjoyed spending…
Last week, my 5-year-old son, Cayden, had a checkup with his metabolic doctors during a clinic day for his Pompe disease. This visit was mostly typical of those events and went about as expected. I was thankful for the good report from his doctors. Further, the physical therapist said…
“Every Move Counts” is a message that’s stuck with me in recent days, helping me build a healthier view of my exercise goals and limitations. That was a theme of International Pompe Day on April 15, reaffirming that no matter how big or small, every move does…
When I was younger, I never imagined that I’d become a teen mom. I was scared to share with my mom the news that I was pregnant. I didn’t know how she’d react because she’d been a teen mom, too, and that was the last thing she wanted for…