We made it to the conference. The Turner Syndrome Society has done a great job with the conference agenda- for most of the conference, the girls are separate from the parents... and there is another separate track for adult women with TS. Today, Madison's group, the 11-13 year olds, toured PDX, learned a line dance, played Shipwreck, and had Jamba Juice. I attended two sessions. The first was Genetics 101, which was led by a geneticist who has TS. Not too interesting. The second session dealt with social issues that girls with TS face, and I learned a lot.
When I rejoined Madison for the 1st time convention-goers reception, she had a mini meltdown. Tears, tears, tears. I suppose I had a meltdown, too. We were both tired and cranky. Grandma calmed us down and saved the day. We ate dinner and I am currently sitting by the pool which is filled with miniature girls having the time of their lives.
Ahh, don't you love the lady meltdowns? Sometimes when it happens to me, my kids look at me like I have horns growing out of my face. Sometimes I feel like there ARE horns growing out of my face or steam coming out of my ears or my eyes popping out of my head. Thank god for cartoon illustrators; they really capture people's emotions with those graphics.
ReplyDeleteGlad Madison is having fun with the shorties.