On Monday I'll reach a milestone that I never expected to reach. Many people get depressed about becoming a senior and receiving their gold card. I welcome it as a bonus.
In 2004 I had my first symptom of ALS when I jumped from a raised garden bed and my legs collapsed. For 3 years my symptoms increased--weak legs, out of breath, staggering at night(and no I wasn't drinking), terrible balance, falling, drop foot, cramping, pain after walking, etc.. Doctors had no idea what was wrong. I was incorrectly diagnosed with peripheral neuropathy in 2006. Finally in 2007 I insisted on seeing a new neurologist. The news followed after testing--I had ALS.
Now in 2011 I'm at the average for length of time for survival. However, I know others who died after 1 year and some 10 yrs.
I'll aim for my 70th birthday and see how I do.
"No matter what age you are, or what your circumstances might be, you are special, and you still have something unique to offer. Your life, because of who you are, has meaning."
- Barbara de Angelis
1 comment:
i wondered what your history was. so thanks for sharing that. AND HaPpY BiRtHdAy! on monday! (that's my husband's birthday, too). i hope you have a wonderful day! i think i'll eat a piece of cake in your honor :D
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