We didn't really quite accept it. We fought it. I guess you could call it "bargaining" but it wasn't futile. It seemed futile at times, but eventually, it did work, to some extent. Day in and day out, we searched for new things to try. And, over time, some of those things worked a little bit, and it was sort of like building a pyramid. Every building block took us closer to the sky. A lot of little bits turned out, after a few years, to be a lot of improvement, little bit by little bit. It really seemed like we were totally helpless and without options at one point when the ER threw my child out at 2 a.m. saying "we don't treat pain" and there I was, with a severely ill child who had five times the muscle tension of a normal child and literally was frozen stiff, and no doctor had any help for her, and she was looking at me saying "Do Something!". But, I just looked around at what was in my house, and started googling, and found accupuncture, massage, IR heat, supplements, and we started have some things that helped a little bit, and things didn't seem quite so bad after that. I think, that's when we felt more at peace with the situation, if you can call that acceptance.