I don't know if it is me or just a fact that life is full of whiners. People, especially family members are so involved with their problems and issues and make the HUGE mistake of whining to me about it that I have to swallow my disgust and carry on with compassion. It is getting much worse to swallow probably because eventually most people go back to their normal and begin to whine again about their problems. The thing is I don't ever whine (except now on this board) since my son's diagnosis. I figure it is something that needs to be understood, accepted and made better and whining just adds to the seriousness of what we are dealing with. So I just sit their and nod my head and say, "Yeah that sucks, yeah that's not good" all along thinking to myself, "you have no clue how pathetic you are being right now." It's like me talking to a parent with a child having hours to live because of a brain tumor and telling them about my son and his muscle issues. I wouldn't do that, maybe because I am more in tune with reality. I just don't get these people. They are like aliens to me and they are my family and friends.