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I decided to come forward and open up alittle more.
When I was 15 years old, my world was shattered. I was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy(M>D>) I was told to go home and deal with it, because there was no cure. Doctors gave me little hope for a bright future. I was told having babies was not a choice. My M.D. made me feel pretty worthless. All I ever wanted was to work with kids and to be a mother. I felt that was all being taken from me.
At 16 I met my future husband. He watched me struggle and fight, but he stuck by me.
After a year of marriage, we decided to try and have a baby. I was gambling big time with two lives now. I prayed every night for a healthy baby. I felt like god was with me through the whole thing. Not only did he give me a healthy baby girl, but he gave me back my purpose for living. Doctors still to this day, don't know how I can walk, let alone do half of what I do. I just keep proving the doctors wrong.
I've spoken to many people who are disabled on the net.
They all have so much spirit, and never seem to feel pity for themselves. My dad used to always tell me. Know matter how bad you think you have it, thiers always someone worse off. I'm glad I found so many wonderful friends on the net. The computer has given me the ability to feel normal for once.
For the few friends that have gotten close to me, and know about my disability I want to thank you for treating me know different. For those just finding out, I'm sorry.
I never ment to decieve anyone. Its just very difficult to bring it up in a normal conversation.

I'll leave you with a thought. Look around and notice, everyone has a disability in one form or another.

Wendy