My Lupus ravaged body creaked getting out of bed before dawn this morning, as it does every morning these days.
I took my pills and made my usual cup of green tea, mentally going over the check list.
Sweatshirts in case it gets cold
the special bag that attaches to my wheelchair
Gum for the kids
Notebooks and pencils for homework
Those pills I switched to…no, not those, the other ones, the ones instead of the injection….
This went on in my head for a good 20 minutes before I sat here at my computer, wondering if I was crazy for attempting this trip at all.
But I know I’m not crazy. The President and First Lady keep asking if we’re ‘in’ this election.
As we pack up the car to head to the airport. Flying from Los Angeles, California to North Carolina…with two kids, two suitcases, a wheelchair, and enough medication to ensure I am comfortable for many days…we couldn’t be MORE ‘in.’
We will fight for those who fight for us. The kids know it. They understand without blinking an eye why this is so important…
Mom, the President has helped you while you are sick. Now we have to get people to help him.
That’s right baby. It’s time to help him.
See you in Charlotte.