My Quest for a Cure - I hate ALS
It's hard to believe that this November will mark the fifth anniversary of the day I lost my best friend and mom due to complications of ALS. We received the devastating diagnosis in July of 2013. Within two years, my mother was confined to a wheelchair, depended on many machines throughout the day, had a feeding tube to help her get the nutrients she needed, and a computer to talk for her. While this was difficult to watch for all of us who loved her, her attitude always remained positive. She continues to inspire me every day to live my life to the fullest as she always did.
While my mom's battle has ended, the struggle remains for others afflicted with this awful disease. Many people face this disease at an even younger age than my mother, diagnosed at 65. People with children and jobs that provide for their families whose lives are uprooted by this devastating disease. So, until there is a cure, I will continue to fight, in honor of my mother and every person and family who has faced, or will face, this disease.
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