I cried on my way into work yesterday. This is not an unusual occurrence, as my fellow PANDAS and autism moms know. What was unusual is that I was crying tears of happiness. This has not happened in some time.
Before my son Max was diagnosed with PANDAS this past year, I had come to believe that this was my Max. This anxiety and OCD and restricted eating and insomnia and meltdowns. I did not realize he was in the belly of the Bear.