Keep Your Hands and Arms Inside at All Times
Have you ever had those times, when life is like an easy chair? All comfy and soft and warm. You are relaxed and happy and-- gosh! why not put your feet up? Sigh. Easy. What you may not have noticed, as you sit there with your chips and diet Coke, is the five-point harness strapped around you. And the click-click-click of the track beneath you. Oh, and the fact that you're view is suddenly filled with sky and clouds. Hang on, hon, because this ride is about to get real. I started my day like usual with a few of my kids hanging out on my bed. I was on my laptop and from the corner of my awareness, I heard my son, Max, making a weird sound. "Stop it. Please." (I was being very calm and patient.) "I can't." I turned to look at him and my heart dropped. His head kept making involuntary jerks while his mouth made a 'tch' sound. "I don't know why I'm doing it." Stroke. Seizure. Tourrettes. A lifetime of teasing. All th...