I had always been a healthy person, and my life was carefree and full of adventure. That was until I was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis – ALS.
ALS is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that affects nerve cells in the brain and spinal cord. It affects a person’s ability to move, speak, eat, and breathe. I was devastated.
I had to face the reality that my life would never be the same. I had to adjust to a new normal, one where I was in constant pain, struggling to do even the simplest of tasks. It was a difficult journey.
My friends and family were incredibly supportive, but I felt like a burden. As the disease slowly took away my ability to do the things I loved, I felt like I was slowly losing my identity. I couldn’t help but feel despair.
I tried every treatment possible, but nothing seemed to work. The disease continued to take its toll on my body and my mental health. I found it increasingly more difficult to stay positive, as the disease slowly robbed me of my life.
Finally, after struggling with ALS for years, I succumbed to the disease. It was an exhausting battle, but I fought with everything I had. I may not have won, but I can take comfort in knowing that I did not give up.
ALS may have taken my life, but it cannot take away my memories. For that I am grateful. ALS was a difficult journey, but I made it through with grace and courage. Now, I can finally be at peace.