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YOU ARE YOU...

7/2/2015

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We have a bedtime routine, Alex and I, a bonding conversation that has happened every night, without fail, since he has been about three years old. It's a tender moment between father and son, one where Alex shares his hopes and fears, and I’m fortunate to see life from a unique perspective. He’ll tell me about a girl he likes or a disagreement with a friend. He’ll tell me about a new video game that’s coming out soon or a movie he’d like to see. He’ll even ask teenaged questions about girls, sex, drugs, or need me to explain something he saw or heard that doesn’t make sense. I so value that he feels comfortable to even ask about such things, and I do my best to answer him honestly. Sometimes, however, his questions are challenging and can break a Dad’s heart. Such as this one.

“Why me?”

It’s clear what Alex is asking. He wants to know why he has Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. He wants to know why he is not healthy like his friends and cannot walk or use his arms like they can. He explains how he watches them run down the street, bound effortlessly over uneven ground, ready to play in the next pick-up game in the cul-du-sac or driveway, and he wonders why he can only sit and watch. You can practically feel his frustration. As a parent, you want to make it all better or at least go away temporarily. With Duchenne, you know you can’t. We hope, wish, and plead that Duchenne is a bad dream. But it’s more than that. It’s reality.

“Why do I have Duchenne, Dad? It’s not fair! It’s not fair! It’s not fair!”

What do you say?

I’m here to tell you, when you hear it from your kid, who knows what will come out of your mouth. I guarantee that your first reaction will be a deep sigh, and then you’ll begin with “Well…”  After that, all bets are off. You may stutter and stammer a response, hopefully one that makes some sense to a kid. You could respond with the tried and true, the traditional way our culture handles such mysteries. Plant a seed of hope and do so with a smile. Say anything but the grave truth. Tell him stay strong, that a cure is right around the corner, and that doctors are working night and day. Say it’s all meant, and that God has a plan and that someday your Duchenne will be gone! Hopefully in this world, but certainly the next. Keep the faith. Prayers are occurring daily. And when they do….

Reality is less radiant. No matter your passion or faith or excitement for eventual healing, the culturally accepted words are difficult to uphold when you see Duchenne’s current survival rate of zero.

Duchenne is a slow train wreck where the metal collides, scrapes, twists, buckles, bends, and breaks as it derails, lifts, falls, and wrecks throughout your son’s entire lifetime. It never takes a break. Just when you figure out how to handle the endless chain of adversities, another creeps up. Difficulty walking long distances? Get a stroller chair. Falling face first onto the ground? Get a power wheelchair. Difficulty coughing? Get a cough assist. No longer able to sit up on a toilet? Devise alternative means for bodily functions. Cannot sit up in bed? Become skillful with pillows or get an incline bed. Cannot turn or roll over during the night? Do it for him. Cannot lift a book? Help or read to him. Cannot lift food to his mouth? Again, do it for him. Cannot get out of bed? Use a hoist to lift him into his wheelchair. Cannot access the family car? Get an accessible vehicle. Cannot get his wheelchair into your house? Add a ramp and adapt your house. Cannot visit friends’ inaccessible houses? Bring along a portable ramp. Uneven sidewalk? Find another way. Storefront with a step? Find another store…. I could go on. It's practically endless.

The truth is that Duchenne is a tragedy with an unknown number of acts, where the curtain teases and threatens to fall at any moment. Alex doesn’t say it, but he knows something isn’t right. His body aches in ways we take for granted. His back cracks for the simplest of reasons. His muscles tighten and refuse to cooperate. Someday, he’ll know the statistic above. Someday, he’ll read about it or someone will unintentionally (or not) describe his grim future.

What then?

As I see it, we must be honest. He deserves as much, for what he must endure.

This is what we tell him.

“Alex, you have Duchenne. We know it sucks, and we hate it as much as you do. We know you want to stand and walk and run like your friends. We know you want to do many things that you cannot. But, you know what? It’s okay, because we love you just the same. It doesn’t matter if you walk or run, sit or stand. You are you….and we love you just the way you are!”

The smile Alex gives in return is priceless. It’s genuine and loving, and precedes hands held open waiting for you to bend down for a heartfelt hug. Although his arms cannot easily wrap around you, his emotion clearly shows his appreciation for loving, understanding, and accepting him. The feeling makes you both forget about the train wreck and appreciate the moment, which is the ONLY way to handle Duchenne, and sometimes the only way to handle life – one moment at a time.

Through it all, we try to help Alex to focus on the things he can control, like his ability to smile and help others smile, sleepovers and staying up all night with buddies, laughing hysterically, bonding over a shared video game success, enjoying anything dipped in barbeque sauce, strolling along the sidewalk and visiting neighbors, watching movies, talking with people and helping to brighten their day, petting every dog you see, or going to zoos, bookstores, malls, and baseball games, to name a few. But, most of all, we help Alex to laugh, love, and live the moment. The moment is the only place where life is guaranteed.

When we hear laughter coming from Alex’s room, it reinforces our belief that life is what we make of it. Alex thankfully chooses to laugh and live. He chooses happiness when sorrow is lurking ever-present and a heartbeat away. He chooses to laugh in the rain, despite gathering clouds on the horizon.

“Why me?”

“It doesn’t matter. You’re you, and we love you just the way you are!”

Alex reaches over to hold my hand as he settles in to fall asleep. “Thanks, Dad.”

“No, thank YOU, Alex.”


14 Comments
Deacon David Shes
7/2/2015 01:39:11 pm

David - this is powerful, wonderful and packed with rich insights and a great measure of love and emotion. Thank you, sincerely, for sharing at such depth. I would love to draw from this for homilies. Please send me a Word or off version by email.

I am most gray. Be assured of my prayers.

Dave

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David Click
7/2/2015 06:13:49 pm

Thank you, Deacon Dave! Alex is a special kid, as you know. I will send you a copy via email.

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Krafty
7/2/2015 07:11:07 pm

Clicker,
Thanks for sharing the love of a father and son in such a real-life fashion. We can only catch a glimpse of Alex's and your family's reality of life with this disease. God, our Heavenly Father, speaks to Alex through your living comments. Thanks for helping all who read this catch a glimpse of how God feels about each of us with our infirmities!!!! Love you!

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David Click
7/3/2015 03:21:18 am

Thanks, Bob!

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Diane spirss
7/3/2015 05:03:54 am

Wow as a mom of a 29 yr old sonwith dmd very well said as i sit by my son bed side in hospital as he battling pneumonia tears streaming down my face you hit dmd on the head with discription godbless you andmay you fight your battle as a trure DMD warrior does !

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David Click
7/3/2015 09:38:28 am

Thank you, Diane! Our community may be small, but our voices are strong, as is the will of our boys. Please give my best to your son, and may you both live your lives to the fullest!

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Jaqcueline Field link
7/7/2015 01:07:32 am

Dave, another beautifully written blog! Inspirational, truly thought provoking. Daily life for you, Alex and Kristy!!! God sent Alex to you & Kristy because He knew that you and only you two could give this young boy EXACTLY what he needs daily! Love, prayers and thoughts always going next door. Thank you for sharing such personal insight into your familys daily life and challenges!

David Click
7/7/2015 07:19:48 am

Thank you, Jackie! Alex so enjoys "chatting" in your driveway with you, Don, and the girls!

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Christy Kennedy
7/8/2015 01:32:45 am

Thank you, thank you for sharing this beautiful, raw, and moving story. I'm sending love to your whole family.

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David Click
7/8/2015 05:42:57 am

Thank you, Christy!

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Linda Ward
10/25/2015 07:34:40 pm

Well written. We have a grandson with DMD, he is 11 years old and in 6th grade. It is so difficult to talk about Duchene with family, especially the Mom & Dad,

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David Click
11/23/2015 07:34:08 pm

Thank you, Linda. I wish for all the best for your grandson and family. As to talking about it, just do. As a parent, I crave to talk about it, but find that others don't know what to say. I know I have a lot to say, and sometimes just need someone to listen. Duchenne can be overbearing at times. Talking (and writing) about it REALLY helps. Thanks again for your comment.

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Jennifer
9/22/2017 12:21:06 pm

Wow.. I love this so much. This is the truest best thing I have read about being a parent of a child w/DMD. I felt like I was writing this..So very well said.

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David Click
9/25/2017 09:34:00 am

Thank you so much, Jennifer! As you are well aware, Duchenne brings clarity of life, every day. All my best to you and your family, and especially your son. I appreciate your kindness.

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