There’s a common belief in medicine that disability is something located within a person’s body… something to be diagnosed, treated, and, if possible… fixed.
Everyone has a diagnosis story—even if it’s something as simple as a common cold. But when a diagnosis comes without a cure or a quick fix, grief and loss often follow close behind. Grief for the life you thought you would have… and grief for the life you thought your child would have.
And then the questions come. What’s next? What do we do with this new information? Where do we turn?
If you’ve ever been in that place…
are you ready to laugh, cry, rage… and repeat, right along with us as we talk about the dreaded “diagnosis”?