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Yeah, we finally gave up...it is what it is.
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<blockquote data-quote="Bart" data-source="post: 720016" data-attributes="member: 12846"><p>thank you all so much! I think I blew up at him because I was mad at his disease. I didn't even see him, I saw his condition and I was SO mad that whatever it is took my son. I have to apologize to him when he gets home from work. I had so many hopes for this handsome, highly intelligent, extremely quick witted person. I have to let go of those hopes and embrace something else.</p><p>God gave him to us because he wants us to care for him. He needs us.</p><p>My husband is SO good with him. I am the one who can't really reach him on any level.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Bart, post: 720016, member: 12846"] thank you all so much! I think I blew up at him because I was mad at his disease. I didn't even see him, I saw his condition and I was SO mad that whatever it is took my son. I have to apologize to him when he gets home from work. I had so many hopes for this handsome, highly intelligent, extremely quick witted person. I have to let go of those hopes and embrace something else. God gave him to us because he wants us to care for him. He needs us. My husband is SO good with him. I am the one who can't really reach him on any level. [/QUOTE]
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