Labinma
Active member
- Joined
- Sep 14, 2016
- Messages
- 73
- Reason
- CALS
- Diagnosis
- 06/2014
- Country
- Us
- State
- Ma
- City
- Boston
Hi all,
Haven't posted in a while, just living life. My husband continues on his slower to average progression. He is extremely thin, but walks, talks and drives (all barely). No major assistance mechaisms have been entertained or put into play or desired at this time. He is a "don't want assistance to live this way" kind of guy (at least for now).
All this brings me to.....my twin 8 year old girls. They are currently oblivious. They are happy cheery 8 year olds enjoying their summer. I am sure they see changes in Daddy, but not enough to ask about it or inquire. We don't discuss it either.
This wonderful opportunity came about through the ALS foundation to attend a YMCA camp for three nights with other kids that have been touched by ALS. The camp is in August. I could go as chaperone. Which for me would be a thrill because I love camp and what a great experience to share this with my girls. Also enjoy any counseling or group discussions about ALS.
However, the subject has not even been discussed about Daddy's condition, illness or future. I am in a quandary.
We are a month, 3 months, or six from something turning to a point of no return lets say (walking, speech will give out or otherwise). I don't even know if this camp and its offerings in all aspects will be around next summer for my girls, Finally to the BIG QUESTION: is it too early to participate in this kind of thing? Obviously, addressing Daddy has ALS would finally be broached.
My husband struggles when is to tell them, and worries that it might be too soon or unnecessary right now to bother them with it. Hence the camp in August wouldn't be best timing so to speak.
I grew up with a Dad that told me everything good and bad up front. There was no candy coating or keeping me in the dark about heavy topics basically. i.e, he was upfront my parents were divorcing whereas my mother always tried to hide the fact it was going to happen until the actual day it did. Looking back I appreciated and do appreciate my father's frank and upfront take on explaining life to me and clueing me. So my approach would be to attend the camp, address the topic and live in the moment all aware.
But I lay in my bed depressed and in-mobile in my own state over my husband having ALS (taking meds, but still very depressed and limited in my self at the moment). BTW, watching Steven Gleason's movie/documentary yesterday by myself in my curtain drawn room and crying all day does not really help.
I hear my girls out in the hall way, laughing, singing in the shower and just happy. Do I burst that 8 year old oblivious bubble? Ugh. How does one handle this scenario? Any insight/suggestions or ideas is appreciated.
To tell or not to tell right now the girls that is the question. My husband as stated is in 4th year diagnosis, appearance basically a walking 90 year old man, with a handsome young face much like ironically Steven Gleason. He is a great father and going to fight the beast to the bitter end. If, like Gleason's motto, "no white flags", his is from the Robert Dinero movie, Raging Bull, in the ring Robert says, "I am still standing Ray, I am still standing" I am not down Ray.
Haven't posted in a while, just living life. My husband continues on his slower to average progression. He is extremely thin, but walks, talks and drives (all barely). No major assistance mechaisms have been entertained or put into play or desired at this time. He is a "don't want assistance to live this way" kind of guy (at least for now).
All this brings me to.....my twin 8 year old girls. They are currently oblivious. They are happy cheery 8 year olds enjoying their summer. I am sure they see changes in Daddy, but not enough to ask about it or inquire. We don't discuss it either.
This wonderful opportunity came about through the ALS foundation to attend a YMCA camp for three nights with other kids that have been touched by ALS. The camp is in August. I could go as chaperone. Which for me would be a thrill because I love camp and what a great experience to share this with my girls. Also enjoy any counseling or group discussions about ALS.
However, the subject has not even been discussed about Daddy's condition, illness or future. I am in a quandary.
We are a month, 3 months, or six from something turning to a point of no return lets say (walking, speech will give out or otherwise). I don't even know if this camp and its offerings in all aspects will be around next summer for my girls, Finally to the BIG QUESTION: is it too early to participate in this kind of thing? Obviously, addressing Daddy has ALS would finally be broached.
My husband struggles when is to tell them, and worries that it might be too soon or unnecessary right now to bother them with it. Hence the camp in August wouldn't be best timing so to speak.
I grew up with a Dad that told me everything good and bad up front. There was no candy coating or keeping me in the dark about heavy topics basically. i.e, he was upfront my parents were divorcing whereas my mother always tried to hide the fact it was going to happen until the actual day it did. Looking back I appreciated and do appreciate my father's frank and upfront take on explaining life to me and clueing me. So my approach would be to attend the camp, address the topic and live in the moment all aware.
But I lay in my bed depressed and in-mobile in my own state over my husband having ALS (taking meds, but still very depressed and limited in my self at the moment). BTW, watching Steven Gleason's movie/documentary yesterday by myself in my curtain drawn room and crying all day does not really help.
I hear my girls out in the hall way, laughing, singing in the shower and just happy. Do I burst that 8 year old oblivious bubble? Ugh. How does one handle this scenario? Any insight/suggestions or ideas is appreciated.
To tell or not to tell right now the girls that is the question. My husband as stated is in 4th year diagnosis, appearance basically a walking 90 year old man, with a handsome young face much like ironically Steven Gleason. He is a great father and going to fight the beast to the bitter end. If, like Gleason's motto, "no white flags", his is from the Robert Dinero movie, Raging Bull, in the ring Robert says, "I am still standing Ray, I am still standing" I am not down Ray.