I grew up with a sick mother and it sucked. From the time I was 12 until she died a few weeks shy of my 17th birthday she was in and out of the hospital. There were times that I would call home to say I'm going to friends after school but she was too weak to get to the phone. I would then have to run home worried about what I find when I got there. Now that I'm sick and I go through some of the same things and think it would very unfair of me to have a child.
Although, my daughter has always been very kind and considerate, I've often wondered how she really feels about
the limitations that my condition puts on her.
She's had issues in school and I've had to talk to her teacher because she would just zone out and it always happened when I was in particularly bad health - the teacher's know now that if she seems to be out there, to talk to her privately and to give her more one on one help - thankfully, she goes to a private school and they are much more tolerant and capable of giving her the extra time that she needs
She's had so many plans cancelled at the last minute because I just couldn't do it or her daddy couldn't get off work in time to get her there
It has made her much more empathetic but I'm sure that it comes at a cost
Thank you for writing in and giving your perspective of things