Park It, Son

This isn't the blog post I had planned for today. I had to rearrange the schedule after I finally got to watch "Still", the Michael J. Fox documentary I've been wanting to see for about a couple of years now. My emotions right now are all over the charts.

The language was so bad, I would have turned it off had it not been such an important subject matter for my family. The documentary was so painful to watch, and yet, I needed to see it. I'm glad I watched, and I wish I hadn't watched. Does that make sense?

"You can't pretend you don't have Parkinson's." OUCH. My tears would not stop falling. And I was so friggin' angry at the woman who made me fight 2.5 years for Lizard's disability classification because, in her words, "He can put stamps on letters. He can wear diapers." Oh, just pretend you don't have Parkinson's. No one will notice. Your dignity means nothing.

I feel like I grew up with Michael J. Fox because he is just a couple of years older than me, and although I didn't watch much TV or many movies back then, I feel like Michael J. was in everything I did watch. This documentary made me wish even more I had grown up with Lizard so we could have married 20 years earlier and shared an extra two decades of awesome adventures. I still think we could have had the most awesome cycling kids!

Tracy Pollan Fox is one of my heroes because she has stayed with Michael J. all this time, even when he was in denial and making it worse. She has always been his best friend. 37 years. That helps me know I can make it, too. I can do this.

We can do this. Yes, there are going to be hard days. Hard weeks. Hard years. But we can do this. We will do this, and do it well.

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