Recently I had a few different people ask me how my kids are doing. Maybe I should just be polite and say "okay," but I'm not the type. Still, I felt guilty telling them the truth: that one of my kids was doing great and the other four are struggling. I felt like a gloomy storm cloud. And I thought, maybe if my kids aren't doing great people will doubt me as a doctor. But this is the nature of PANDAS. There are ups and downs. Days three steps forward followed by one with two

I had an anniversary recently. The ten year anniversary of the day I turned a fellow medical student to the FBI for child trafficking. He said he would kill me. He said he would kill my children. But you do what you have to when someone is abusing children. My ordeal with that student doctor left me with PTSD for many years. During that time, my little boys came down with PANDAS. PTSD tells you lies the way OCD does. One of the lies it told me was that I was a bad mother. So,