I posted a few weeks ago about my son who has been diagnosed with muscular dystrophy. Tomorrow we find out if it is, as suspected, Duchenne. Tomorrow I also have a blood test and the results of that in about 3 weeks will tell me if I'm a carrier and if it's me that's passed this on to him, or if it's a random spontaneous gene mutation.
I am so lost, and so sad. I feel as though I am grieving for a future that my bright, active, beautiful boy may no longer have. Family and friends have been supportive, but it seems that I'm at the point that people are starting to not want to be around my sadness. I try, so hard, to be okay. But I'm not okay. I'm falling apart.
There is no point to this post other than to just vent a bit. I don't know what else to do anymore.