Libby is a senior in high school. Yep, a senior. When Mariah hit her senior year I was not prepared for the mixture of emotions. Still not prepared.
Senior yearbook picture day
Libby waving to other seniors as they cheered just for her. This was her senior ring ceremony and when we got up there for her turn the announcer asked her name. I jokingly responded that she prefers "your Majesty" but Princess Liberty would do. He announced her as Princess Liberty and everyone cheered. This was a heart changer. Libby isn't here for me. I think she is still here to illustrate resilience. We've really pushed her this first six weeks attending lots of activities and doing the fullSenior thing. Such a beautiful experience for most parents, beyond for me. During Mariah's senior year I was terrified I hadn't taught Mariah enough and fearful with a dash of excitement about her future, with Libby I can't think past this year. Focussing on each day. We didn't have a guarantee that she'd still be here.
Libby has been invited to join National Honor Society, even though she is on an altered graduation plan.
She has also asked to join Key Club. Both groups require community service and so I get to push her to give back, just as Mariah did. Learning to serve is an unbelievable blessing.
The DBS seems to have loosened her up more while she continues to need more
Chlonopin to be functional. We have noticed that she complains much more, to us, about pain. I believe she is feeling more and recognizing these feelings due to the DBS. She is also a typical moody 17 year old. We return in December for another increase and a Botox session. She needs it. The Dystonia and Parkinson's continue to wreak havoc on her legs and feet. Hoping to find a therapist this month, because she needs to be as mobile as possible for as long as possible.
Libby is a senior in high school, and I think she is making a difference in many lives.
