Battling ALS: A gathering of non-partisan minds with one goal –
The blood girls want my blood. My mind kept racing with the idea that I am now slowly becoming a turnip because, as the old adage goes, "you can't get blood out of a turnip."
Living with ALS by Bob Taylor
Battling ALS with friends, love and blessings
Each day brings with it new challenges. In a way it is a bit like watching the tide go out and wondering what changes will be next.
Battling ALS and the ‘Last of the Mohicans’
ALS is an odd condition where victims sometimes forget they can no longer function normally and that forgetfulness can have messy repercussions
Battling ALS and reuniting with APBPA, a true “band of brothers”
The Mighty Casey may have struck out in Mudville, but I have never prouder to have been a part of professional baseball than I am today.
Battling ALS: Hitting the wall, breathing and old friends
In an effort to determine a simple way of describing how ALS becomes a human parasite, I thought of technology and I managed to put the description in terms for tech Lilliputians like myself.
After ALS diagnosis, Social Security says “pound sand”
The fight is tough enough but it appears our leaders are more eager to assist outsiders than citizens
Battling ALS at the “Monster’s Ball”
It was only as I was attempting to eat dinner one night that I realized my previous incarnations were inaccurate. I have now come to the realization that the inability to stretch my arms outward or to lift them properly is not a human quality but that of a prehistoric animal.