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“At 13 years of age I received my first laptop which quickly became the vehicle to my entire world. Having grown up with a progressive neuromuscular disease called Spinal Muscular Atrophy my physical abilities were few and far between. However my laptop offered a newfound sense of independence. I was no longer at the mercy of the hands-on assistance from others now that I was able to simply move my fingers across some keys to navigate the world. And it felt freeing to know I could immerse myself in something I still had the ability to reign control over.


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With the popularity of the internet beginning to take off I decided to do a Google search on my disease. Until that point I hadn’t understood the true complexity of my disease. I knew my life was anything but normal but I also knew my parents fought tirelessly to create a sense of normalcy in my childhood—one that would allow me to have the same experiences with my peers in spite of my medical differences. Suddenly my teenage worries of who I was hanging out with on a Saturday night turned into worries of what living with SMA actually meant as I scoured the internet for as much information I could get. But, every website pointed to the same grim prognosis.


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Fast forward thirteen years and I was experiencing a glimpse of what my parents endured. Back in 1991 the extent of my fate was subjected to a small excerpt in my doctor’s old medical journal that stated I wasn’t supposed to live past the age of 2 and now I had the internet to confirm this. As a teenager it was easy to get caught up in the idea that you were going to live forever. Death wasn’t something that happened to young people—death was something that happened to old people. So caught between my moment of despair and wanting to know the truth my mother delicately answered my question with a reminder that packed so much meaning. She simply stated, ‘only God knows when you’re going to die.’


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I was just shy of turning six months old when my parents received my diagnosis in April of 1991, a time when little information on SMA was readily available and accessible. They tell me it was the worst day of their lives. Memories of a doctor solemnly saying, ‘she will succumb,’ hearing the shortest expiration date assigned to their baby girl’s life, and learning there was nothing to heal the hurt—no resources, no how-to guide on how to live with this disease and absolutely no hope—barely touched upon the devastation that was felt on that fateful day.


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Fast forward thirteen years and I was experiencing a glimpse of what my parents endured. Back in 1991 the extent of my fate was subjected to a small excerpt in my doctor’s old medical journal that stated I wasn’t supposed to live past the age of 2 and now I had the internet to confirm this. As a teenager it was easy to get caught up in the idea you were going to live forever. Death wasn’t something that happened to young people—death was something that happened to old people. So caught between my moment of despair and wanting to know the truth my mother delicately answered my question with a reminder that packed so much meaning. She simply stated, ‘only God knows when you’re going to die.’


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That day I was ultimately left with two choices. I could live by the constraints my diagnosis wanted to place upon me or I could live in spite of them. Yes I wasn’t supposed to live past the age of 2. Yes I was on borrowed time. But after everything I had already been through in just 13 years—month-long hospital stays that flirted with death, broken bones and broken hearts, the everyday challenges that came with SMA—was I really going to let a couple of paragraphs on the internet be the narrative of my life?



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