Over the weekend, I took Joe to the newly opened Mesquite Grove Aquatic Center (this place was incredible). We had been there for awhile and were waiting for our turn in the whirlpool when I noticed a woman in the pool who was carrying a young man who most likely had cerebral palsy. The woman was bouncing up and down in the water and it was apparent that the young man was having a load of fun. He was laughing, it made me smile. I saw that Joe was very interested in the young man and he watched him intently while we waited. Joe wasn't alarmed he was just watching him have fun.
Later in the day, I took Joe out for lunch and we sat eating our sandwiches discussing the water park. Joe looked at me and said, "Sometimes I wish my brother didn't have seizures." Me, too. We decided that it would be fun to take Damonito to the pool.
It's always a humbling experience when I see someone who has more problems than Damonito. It could be worse. It could always be worse. But at least he got to go to the pool. Damonito couldn't handle it because he'd have far too many seizures. Everything about it would a problem.
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