He was one of the first to see that something was wrong when I became diagnosed with MdDS. He would notice certain things that most others wouldn't. He would hold my hand when I had a hard time with walking on tile floors. He would let me use him as a guide when walking down the stairs and he would always talk to me if I became extremely dizzy to the point of almost passing out.
He's smart, funny, crazy, loving, and he's mine.
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