Son: Mom, are you going to see the bone cruncher tomorrow? (That is what we LOVINGLY call my physical therapist/chiropractor)
Mom: Um, yes honey, I really need to go see him.
Son: Can you make sure it is after school, so I can go with you?
Mom: Well honey, I don’t know, it just depends on when he can get me in. If I can though I will. Why do you want to go with me? I thought it bothered you to go because you know it hurts mom?
Son: Because I have a few things I need to GET OFF MY CHEST!
Mom: Oh really? Like what dude? You like Dr. So and So, don’t you?
Son: Ya, he’s really nice, but he has ‘false advertising’ on the TV!
Mom: Huh? Dr. So and So isn’t on the TV!
Son: But you know that commercial, it’s for like all chiropractors? It’s the one with the cartoon people, and the one guy has a sore back?
Me: Yes hon, I am familiar with that commercial….
Son: It says that Chiropractors FIX you! And he sure hasn’t done THAT yet! So that commercial needs to be changed! Maybe YOU should be on the commercial instead!!
Me: Awww… um…. honey, Dr. So and So helps me try to manage, but he can’t fix me like he might be able to fix other people, because I have a disease… you know that, we have spoken about it lots before! Just like your asthma, you know? You Doctor can’t make you asthma go away, but he can give you medicines to make it a lot better. Um… Right?
Son: OH GREAT, SO YOU ARE TELLING ME I HAVE A DISEASE TOO?!? Does that mean I have to go see the BONE CRUNCHER TOO?!?!? Because I’m NOT! You always cry when you are there, and then that one time, when I had to go with you… he pretty much ripped your head right off, and then I heard your bones crack, and I just about threw up because it was totally gross, and it looked like it hurt and…
Mom: Um… sweetie… asthma is in your lungs, not in your bones…..
Son: Good point Mom!
Mom: Okay little dude, it’s time to roll over and go to sleep, okay?
(and there is a long pause)
Son: Okay, I PROMISE I am not stalling… but can I just tell you one more thing?
(I nod my head)
Son: Mom, I am REALLY proud of you…. You are a busy mom, and you really love us and take care of us…. Heck I don’t even know how to work the washing machine, and you do it like 100 times a week probably! And I just wanted you to know, that I know it’s really hard being in pain all the time, but I think you are the best mom in the whole world, and once your pain is gone, can you imagine how good of a mom you’ll be then?!? I just don’t think it gets better than this mom, you are already the best! I love you, and I think you are doing a really good job just so you know, because I don’t say that as much as I could, but it’s usually because I’m busy.
Me: (kinda stunned and not knowing what to say)…… Well buddy, I really love you too!
Out of the mouth of babes……. What an amazing boy I have!!