Update: Freshman Year September 2016 / 14 yrs. old


I'm not ordinary. I like clothes, books, TV, Dr. Pepper, hanging out with my family, and sleeping. I go to junior high and I make A's. I'm in mostly AP classes and varsity choir. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and lots of freckles. But I'm anything but ordinary.
I have Congenital Myasthenic Syndrome. You're probably thinking, "Well okay, sure, but what is that?" CMS is a form of Muscular Dystrophy. What that means is my muscles don't work properly. I sometimes get really tired and I have to take medicine every day. CMS is not a contagious disease, and there is no cure. Not yet, anyway.
Just because I have a muscular disease doesn't mean I'm dumb. The brain is an organ, not a muscle. Everything else in me works fine but my muscles are messed up. Weird, huh? But this is the way I work: The brain sends messages to the nerves and the nerves pass it to the muscles who perform the duty. In my case my muscles are slow performers. I function fine as long as I take my medicine four times daily. If I don’t, I become tired and sick. When I was really little it seemed like I practically lived at the hospital because nobody knew what was going on with me. I got medicine, eventually, and taking it has become a part of my life. Remembering when to take it however… is a different story.
It doesn’t really bother me. It never has. CMS is just part of who I am. It even has some perks. Take my doctors for example. I go to Ft. Worth for a checkup twice a year at Cook Children’s. My doctors are super funny and I think they genuinely care about each child. But the best part is... Camp John Marc. Camp John Marc is a place where kids with all kinds of complications (from cancer to muscular disease) can meet and hang out for a week. Kids in wheelchairs can zipline, ride horses, go swimming, and do everything kids without chairs can do. I attend the Muscular Dystrophy Association’s Camp for kids with Muscular Dystrophy each year at the Camp John Marc facility. Each year I make a new friend and walk away with half a dozen hilarious stories that will make you fall on the floor laughing. My favorite part about camp is meeting people who have a lot of the experiences I had growing up. I love hanging out with them.
In short, I don’t use a wheelchair. I do my homework. I eat pizza. I read books. I sing. I laugh. I smile.
But I’m not normal or ordinary. What is normal?
But I’m not normal or ordinary. What is normal?
Kyla Ann Carter
age 13
September 10, 2015
age 13
September 10, 2015
We are selling t-shirts this year to raise money for MDA Muscle Walk. Here is the info:
Love you all!
Thanks for your amazing support through the years!
Sabrina, Neely, Kyla and Laura
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