I have a shocking confession to make. Most of my friends and family will be so disappointed in my online proclamation, but I must finally tell the truth. But before I tell you what the offensive act is, I feel that I must offer a proper defense. You see, there are extenuating circumstances to my particular crime. Reason One: While I am pretty candid about some aspects of my life, I am pretty quiet about others. Therefore, most people, including some family members, do not know that I have an auto-immune disorder called Hashimoto 's Disease. This autoimmune disorder means that my body attacks my thyroid causing symptoms of low thyroid (weight gain, pain in arms and legs, inability to regulate temperature, etc.). I knew something was wrong 21 years ago, but could not get most doctors to listen to me. It was only two years ago …show more content…
I return my cart 19 times out of 20. If I have Jack-Jack and Dash with me, I can let Jack-Jack get in the car, and Dash can return the cart. If I am by myself, I return my cart. When navigating through the parking lot with Jack-Jack, I push the cart while holding his hand or making sure he holds onto the cart. When I get to the car, I have him hop into his seat while I unload the buggy. I do not usually have him help me because Jack-Jack is unpredictable. The vehicle is the safest place for him while I am putting the groceries away. If I am alone with Jack-Jack, when I am done unloading the vehicle, I have two choices. I can leave the cart in front of my car, or I can return the cart. If I return the cart while Jack-Jack sits in the car, what if Jack-Jack gets upset about something and runs after me? To return the cart, I need to get him out of the car and walk the buggy back. And quite frankly sometimes I am too exhausted to accomplish this seemingly simple task. And sometimes Jack-Jack is to unhinged to get back out of the car. So sometimes my cart does not get