Ain't nothin normal bout this family!

Parting is such sweet sorrow........

Okay, so in the last month we have discovered that Norm has Asberger's and I have Celiac Disease. So I lovingly call him my Ass Berger and he calls me his Silly Ass.. Ha!Ha!Ha! The kids think we've lost our minds. One might think that discovering such diagnosis' might bring on a bit of depression and discouragement. In fact, it is the complete opposite! We have explanations for why we have lost our minds!
    I won't bore you with details of the said afflictions. You can google them yourselves as I am not competent enough to create a link for you to Wikipedia. Sorry. My sister, Paula, can teach me how after she reads this!  I will tell you that much like admitting you have a problem is the first step in fixing it, so is knowing your body has had a problem that has contributed to your life long search for feeling well both emotionally and physically.
    I remember the day that my daughter was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. Well, she diagnosed it and the doctor confirmed it. It was like the door finally opened and we could all breathe again. Great! We know the name of it . Now,  how do we live with it? Much easier to have the knowledge than not.
    So, good-bye gluten containing food items, good-bye thinking I've lost my mind because I didn't know the diswasher had only one way to be loaded.(In his asberger mind this makes sense).There are some explanations for the nutty things that go on around here!

     Even better, they are hereditary. Our gift to you, my children! Better to be prepared than spend a lifetime wondering what's wrong with you! So goodbye pastries, Golden Corral rolls, and otherwise wheat filled food. Goodbye believing that one day my lack of organization will seem charming to my husband. Hello, new adventure with plausible solutions all around!
Kathy