I have a good friend of mine who says, "No one ever dreams of growing up and competing in the Paralympics." This is not meant to be 'glass half empty' spiel. It is simply that. As a kid you dream of becoming an Olympic athlete. The paralympics is amazing at that. It gives us something extremely challenging to strive for, but I think below the surface of the hardworking, 'glass half full' exterior our hearts break because the Olympic dream is out of reach.
This is the (very) rough draft of a letter that is going to Senator Murray's health advisers. I will be attending a meeting on the 12th of December in hopes of bring awareness to FSH muscular dystrophy and the lack of research being done.
I was diagnosed with FSHD shortly after my 20th birthday. I knew for a good 5 years before that that something was wrong, and after being diagnosed looking back all the signs were there. I was unable to whistle, drink through a straw and I slept with my eyes partially open. It wasn't until over the last year that I have come to realize the devastating effect muscular dystrophy has had on my life. Although I try and keep a positive outlook and 'live' my life, thinking about how my disease is going to progress and how it has changed the course of my life leaves me feeling lost and helpless.
My brain is programmed to be an athlete. I competed in athletics since I was very young and loved every minute of it. I marveled over gymnasts, for their absolute dedication to their sport. I loved the fact that they trained everyday for hours on end to perfect their craft. I was not a gymnast, but a volleyball player. But I took the same dedication and determination and lived for the day that I could devote everything I had to my sport. It became clear about my junior year that I was not progressing at the rate of my peers. In fact instead of peaking, I was declining. I was devastated, and for the life of me could not figure out what the problem was. I felt as though I was working twice as hard as everyone else, and yet my skills and endurance were getting worse. I finally convinced myself that my athletic goals were really not that important to me and that my heart just must not be in it anymore. Shortly after I was diagnosed. I continued to live in denial for the next 4 years about how FSH really affected my life.
In the last year I have started competing in triathlon. I have been lucky to be a part of the Challenged Athletes Foundation and actually race against people of similar disabilities. I train every day with a stern voice in my head not to work to my potential. Because if I do, I might permanently loose muscle. It's a double edge sword. I have to compete for my soul, but I am also doing irreversible damage to muscle in order to do what my heart desires. Every day is a constant struggle to find a healthy balance.
I will not have biological children. This has been a heartbreaking decision for me to come to. But with a 50/50 chance of having a child with FSH, I just wont dream of it. Bringing a child into this world, you want them to be able to do whatever they want to do. Not being able to do what my heart desires has been the hardest thing in my life. It haunts me every morning I wake up. And I would not be able to live with myself if my child had to go through the same thing.
It is hard because looking at me it is not always noticeable that I have a disability. I think because of the nature of this form of muscular dystrophy it doesn't always get the attention it deserves. It's physical and emotional effects rival those of other diseases and dystrophies, and yet it is not researched as other disorders are.
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Good luck. The balancing between using and destroying muscles is hard. I have been fighting this problem with FSH since I was 12. I can confirm that overuse will result in long term loss.
I made the same choice about children and ended up adopting 2 children. I have no regrets about this.
Most people are not observant enough to see the physical losses in the earlier stages of FSH. As a result you can be expected to do stuff which is not physically possible. I found that being up front about my limitations was my best response. I now use a power chair which makes it obvious that there is a problem.
Because FSH is slow I have had the time to plan my living arrangements to include an accessible living spaces, bathroom facilities and vehicle modifications. These are very expensive. When the need is caused by an accident the entire expense is immediate. At least with FSH I have had some time to address these problems.
Thank you for your comments Neil! My E-mail is Fitnessforever1@gmail.com Keep in touch!
Kalynn,
Your story resembles mine a lot, except that I was diagnosed at 26, not 20. There had been signs of the disease from very early on (6? 7?)but I didn't want to see them. I continued ignoring the disease for a few more years after being diagnosed.
I am almost 50 now, and I have one biological child who does not have FSHD. He is now 11. There are ways of finding out at a very early stage if your child will have the disease or not, and we chose that path because we wanted to "stop the family curse". Although it was very trying, it was worth it every bit of the way. If you have love for a child, there are solutions. The one we chose, or adoption. Don't limit yourself. You sound like you are a fighter.
Do you use vitamins or supplements? Do you use creatine when you are training?
I live in Shoreline, and can be reached at catlheureux@comcast.net, if you would like to continue the discussion.
Catherine
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