Two Years Since Diagnosis

In the featured image of this post, we look like a happy family.  This picture does not show even a hint of the deep grief we were experiencing.  The only visual indication of Iris’ condition in the image are the ankle foot orthotics.

It’s now been nearly two years since diagnosis.  I’ll never forget the day.  My husband turned forty and his job essentially dissolved the same week.  When it rains, it pours.

It was an awful birthday and one we will never forget.

In a way, it was convenient.  Some of the decisions on how to move forward were made for us.  Both parents working full-time was no longer a possibility.  The struggle of managing time away from work for all the various therapies and doctors appointments came to an end.

Before diagnosis, we thought our daughter was just a bit clumsy.  We thought that she had a benign speech issue.  We thought physical and speech therapy would suffice.  At first, that’s what the doctors said.  Following diagnosis, we faced the grim reality of a rare, chronic, incurable, terminal illness called GM1 Gangliosidosis.

The kicker: the cause is genetics.  Much to our chagrin, Darwin and nature’s game of roulette had their way. The faulty genes lurked within us, her loving parents.  The genes were recessive, hidden, and dangerous.  Illogically, we had an awkward feeling that as carriers, we could or should have known despite no family history of this condition.

I allowed myself to cry as I commuted alone in the car.  My husband and I were most comfortable in the presence of our children, where the sole focus was on their immediate needs.  The darkest times were those moments of solitude, usually in the evening.  Bedtime stories were over.  The children were asleep, yet I lay awake.

My mind wandered beyond the present moment.   I made the error of permitting myself to imagine an alternate reality.

Two years later,  simply put, I don’t go there.  Where, you ask?  I don’t go to that imagined and nonexistent place without GM1 Gangliosidosis.  I don’t believe I am responsible for the course of events that led me and my husband to carry the disease-causing GLB1 gene.

Time, acceptance, and even a degree of healing dulls the pain.  We cherish the time we do have.  We accept our lives and the entire spectrum of experiences involved.  We cherish and love our daughter for who she is .  We try not to ask “what if?”  We don’t imagine whom she might have been without this rare disease  The grief ebbs and flows, punctuated by “normal” milestones and or regression.

There are many, many hardships in life.  It’s really not productive to compare our lives to others’ lives.  We may not be able to control all the events in our lives, but we can control our responses.  We can choose to advocate.  We can choose hope and resilience.

GM1 Gangliosidosis and grief will not consume us, although it is an utterly horrible condition.  Simple pleasures abound: a smile,  a walk hand in hand to the store, a family outing.  There is still much to appreciate.  There is much to enjoy today.

Today, I still kiss my daughter’s head, hold her hand and cuddle with her.  I will continue to have that immense privilege for a time that is not predetermined.  No one really knows what the future holds.  Real life does not have a script.

Without contrast and without hardship, we would not truly understand or appreciate joy.

profileThe author of this post Christine Waggoner founded the Cure GM1 Foundation in April 2015 in honor of her daughter Iris and all the children who suffer from GM1 Gangliosidosis.

To make a donation to support GM1 medical research, please see: www.curegm1.org and www.sweetiris.org for more information.

6 thoughts on “Two Years Since Diagnosis”

  1. Thinking of and sending love to guys often. Iris is so fortunate to have such wonderful parents/brother. Your love for her visa versa is priceless. xoxo

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  2. I identify with you guys so much. My daughter was diagnosed with Tay Sachs a day before my birthday (early this year) and a couple months later I was laid off from my job. It was such a difficult time for us as a family. But somehow, by the grace of God I believe, these difficult moments have served to make us stronger and more united. Hearing your story really is bittersweet. On one hand I am so happy to know that there are others that can identify with my and my wife’s pain. But oh how I wish that you didn’t have to deal with the pain of watching your little one succumb to an illness as horrible as GM1. I will pray for your family. I will pray for your daughter. God bless.

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    1. Thank you for your kind note. Being able to connect with families in the same or similar situation has been so healing and we are so grateful to know we are not alone. We will pray for your daughter and prayer for a cure for Tay-Sachs.


    1. Thank you for your kind comment. It’s wonderful to connect to a fellow dragon mother despite the horrible circumstances. I will keep your daughters in my thoughts and prayers.


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