A friend told me once that a parent is only as happy as their least happy child. When one of your kids is battling a chronic, debilitating disease, the limitations on that happiness becomes abundantly clear.
Since this disease is as present in my home as the snow outside our front window right now, while snowbound I decided to compose a list of what the Snowpocalypse 2.0 in Atlanta has in common with PANDAS.
My first thought when he got sick -- even before his possible mortality, or the fact that he might suffer -- was about insurance. The others were a close second, but the first thing that flashed through my brain was he might be uninsurable.