Our Journey Raising Two Children with Special Needs

This blog chronicles our life raising two children, Nicholas 14, diagnosed with Prader-Willi Syndrome and Weston 17, diagnosed with Autism/Asperger's/ADHD. It's the ups, the downs, the joys, the sorrows and most importantly, the beauty of living a life less perfect, a life more meaningful.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Zombie Patrol

This week was another insane one. Weston and I assumed our usual positions in our vehicle, driving, driving, driving and visiting with specialists.

This time we visited with one of our favorites physicians, Dr. George. You may remember he is Weston's pediatrician and our family friend. Typically we talk with Dr. George about managing Weston's health. Today, however, we did a little venting. OK a lot of venting. I explained how lately we are becoming appointmentaholics, visiting too many physicians and forgetting to slow down and smell the roses.

Dr. George listened calmly and validated our complaint, explaining that life is not about snoozing and sailing on beautiful, bright, sunny seas. If it is, he explained, then you are probably doing something wrong, and could use a good healthy dose of reality medicine.

He told us that he teaches a unique weight loss program and often explains to his patients that life is a lot like fighting with zombies.

Zombies are the "stuff" life throws at you, the snarling, staggering, dopey creatures that scare the shit out of you, at least until you figure out how easy it is to kill them.

The trick he says, is choosing your preferred weapon, standing your ground and silencing the madness, keeping in mind that zombies are attracted to chaos. By silencing the noise in your life, you can potentially minimize the frequency of zombie attacks.

I laughed out loud picturing the chaos of our life coming to life and wandering toward us as a steady stream of unintelligent un-deads...........!

All we need to remember, is to give these comical creatures a good whack on the head.

Pretty easy when you think about it this way huh?
And my preferred weaponry?

Did you really need to ask?