I have a 9 and 11 year old. They force me to be more active than I would probably be with this awful disease. So, it is a blessing. It isn't easy. Many times my son wants to throw the football in the backyard in 30 degree weather. Ice cold neuropathy riddled hands whipping a pigskin around isn't pleasant. but, its worth it. I refuse to give up on those moments and have my son grow up thinking my Dad never did anything with me, he was always sick. I will admit that I cant stay out with him for the amount of time i used to, I always have a limit on it. But it is the best i can do. :-(

They are aware of what i have and I try to use it as a tool for them to treat sick people with caring.