My Journey with ALS.
The reason I am chronicling my journey is there are some things my doctors can't explain. As best I can figure, my ALS started in 1993. When I took my girls to see Disney movies tears flowed uncontrollably during certain scenes. My girls had never seen me cry before. Then in 2007, I lost my ability to run. It was as if a switch had been thrown. Just the day before I had run like the wind. A few months later, I noticed in the shower I had lost my ability to blow my nose. When I…