If I stop to really think about what this means to me, in so many ways, I am simply overwhelmed with emotion. My mind floods with so many memories. So, the best way to express, for me, is to keep moving forward, one step at a time, toward the goal making this world a little safer place for people with hyper-sensitive digestive tracts.
This all began when my second daughter, Danielle, was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis in the late Winter of 2007, when she was only 15.5 years old. It started with a phone call from her cell phone during her second Driver Training lesson. She said, "Mom, I've been in a car accident." The first thing that entered my mind was... why isn't the Training Instructor calling me instead of my young daughter... where is the adult? She told me where she was... Polhemus Road in Hillsborough; a narrow two lane road through the canyon east of HWY 280 in San Mateo county.
I jumped into my car, just five minutes away from our home, and was shocked to find the road blocked with Fire Engines lights swirling... continued later...
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