Rose Lamatt's Blog (1)

I see terror on her face and it reminds me of my panic attacks. I stay close to her, letting her know she’s not alone. I’ll always be there for her. I’m no doctor, but I know what she feels, I’m living with her 24/7. She’s never out of sight.



Lately she doesn’t want to come to the table to eat. So I bribe her, saying, “No chocolate pudding or chocalotta ice cream if you don’t finish your dinner.” Like raising my children. She likes sweets all the time; yet when she was well, she… Continue