This is my first ever post. I was encouraged to write about this when I came across the post about the child who realised her mom had Fragile X syndrome.
Our story is a little bit different. My mom was born in 1971. Her dad was an alcholic and it was his responsibility to take my mom to get her shots while my grandmother was recovering. He didn’t take her. After 4 months her mom realised she can’t use half of her body. There was no muscles working. At that point the doctors knew the diagnosis. Polio sadly has no cure. But you can live. Actually you can survive. Shortly after the no vaccination incident my grandmother divorced my grand father. But she met a new man. A man that hated the fact that my mom was paralized in most of her body. He totured her.
Through all that my mom went through so many operations. They stopped her growth which ruined her back. By the age of 22 she had already had two back operations and hip replacements.
But my mom really tried to live a normal life. She met my father and had me. She hated it me but that is oky because she didn’t hate me she hated the unbearable pain she was in every single moment of her life. PAIN overruled everything. I don’t hold any of it against her. She had only me and her pain while my dad was working everyday.
Five years later my brother came and it was the first time I realised that she can feel happiness. The pain was still there but she really tried harder for him. And Im proud of her for that.
My mom is 54 now. And still in everlasting pain.
My brother and I am also still in pain. Because we can never fix this.
But we will keep trying and supporting her to the end. Al though her pain can be a very abbusive pain towards us.
We will always keep trying. Hoping. And loving her.
I don’t even know if there will be any questions. And thats oky. To put it out there is already a kind of release I needed.
Thank you for reading.