Columns

In living with ALS, I’m OK and not OK

In the opening stanza of “For When People Ask,” poet Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer writes: “I want a word that means okay and not okay, more than that: a word that means devastated and stunned with joy. I want the word that says I feel it all all at…

How I use a shoehorn to help me live well with ALS

The other day, my husband spotted me putting on my sneakers while using a long shoehorn and asked, “Wouldn’t that be a lot easier if we got you a pair of those new step-in shoes?” I’ll admit that living with ALS has me continually thinking of ways to make…

Why it’s good to have a backup wheelchair

We didn’t realize how much my husband Todd’s comfort depended on his custom-fit power wheelchair until he had to go without it. A few weeks ago, Todd, who has ALS, decided to order a new wheelchair after finding out that his 11-year-old Permobil C300 isn’t fully compatible…

How we’re living in the middle chapters of ALS

It’s hard to live in limbo with the slow but relentless progression of my husband Todd’s ALS. A couple years after Todd was diagnosed, he went on permanent disability from his work. He could still speak and had the time, so he visited my great-uncle nearly every day…

Many plastic bottles pose problems for those of us with ALS

If you’ve been keeping up with my recent columns, you’ve likely figured out that even though I have ALS, I maintain a glass-half-full attitude. So, today, I thought you’d enjoy learning how I deal with what has been a constant challenge for me: plastic bottles. The trouble with plastic…

Finding what’s unique about each person with ALS

After decades of classic cross-country skiing, I realized that the groomed track is too wide for me, and it got me thinking how difficult it is to find single solutions to help everybody with ALS. We had springlike weather this past week in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, and I got…