William from Michigan
I'm not certain what sort of story you're interested in here. Certainly mine is not exceptional or even interesting. Some 50 years ago I fell in love with a woman that contracted polio at age 4 1/2 months. We've been married for 47 years, and have two children. One we gave birth to, and one we adopted. We built a house, where my wife climbed an eight foot step ladder to mud the ceiling, and through it all my wife was very independent. Until post-polio reared it's ugly head, and about 15 years ago she gradually became dependent on a wheelchair. Now, she needs my help for all her daily living needs. There is a lot more to our story, boring bits like when her mother said to her after our wedding that she'd never seen a happier bride. Like how it took less than a year for us to adopt our daughter, yet at one of the group sessions we heard a woman say it took them 5 years to get to that point. Like when my wife and I were in the labor room with our daughter when she gave birth to her oldest, and we witnessed a very difficult delivery, and how relieved I was when I gave my granddaughter her first sugar water and I saw that she had suck, swallow and breath nicely coordinated. So, here's a brief summary of our story. It's hard watching the woman that has made every dream I've had lose her independence, and be in pain from arthritis, scoliosis, a hip that doctors had to rebuild using her own bone, congestive heart failure that she did recover from. But when you make a promise, as I did on my wedding day, you keep it.