I am pro-choice. I am not talking about choice. I am talking about how it feels as a disabled person to witness panic about disabled bodies coming into this world.
A 13-year-old boy in Florida who suffered from a mystery illness for years because no doctor could correctly diagnose him, is now on his way to recovery thanks to his determined mom.
Like any father, I wish I could take my son's place in all of life's harrowing rides, but I settle for what I can do: sit close, hold his hand, and tighten his buckle.