Columns

Writing a weekly column has been enjoyable. It has been great to examine a variety of issues that are important to the muscular dystrophy community. It also provides a way for people to share ideas. I’ve done a dozen columns so far, and this is my lucky 13. This…

Last year, I wrote about the unfortunate side effects of the medication Lyrica (pregabalin), which I’ve been taking for my fibromyalgia pain. For a while now, I’ve considered the option of switching out my medication for medical marijuana.  I’m familiar with the use of cannabis for therapeutic…

I didn’t know many kids with Duchenne muscular dystrophy growing up. Everyone around me was physically able; I was the only one who couldn’t keep up. Now, as I’ve gotten older, I understand the importance of finding friends who have the same disease. When I meet someone…

In the disability community, which is as diverse and broad as any other, there is a debate over terminology. I have seen this play out on my Twitter account and in other places. I have also seen some very strong feelings on all sides. The muscular dystrophy community…

I discovered something different about Washington, D.C. when I moved there for the summer: wheelchair-accessible Ubers are everywhere. Los Angeles, where I come from, has a dearth of accessible Ubers. Having the ability to take an Uber with my power chair opens up a…

I recently attended The Speak Foundation’s 11th Annual Conference. This event is for individuals with neuromuscular diseases and their families. We met in the beautiful city of Atlanta, for what turned out to be an exciting few days. This was also a fitting prelude to the upcoming National…

Duchenne muscular dystrophy is not easy for people to wrap their heads around. Most haven’t heard of the disease, which is rare and affects about 1.02 males ages 5 to 24 per 10,000 in the United States. When people see me walking, they might…

It’s hard to find time to spend outside, especially since I have a disease that hampers my mobility, but being outdoors reinvigorates and reboots me, and reconnects me to nature and God. During weekends I could lie under the covers well into the afternoon and watch…

Spoiler alert: This column contains stories from the book “Strangers Assume My Girlfriend Is My Nurse,” by Shane Burcaw. It was during one of my late night YouTube browsing sessions when I happened upon a video about an interabled couple whose names are Shane and Hannah. I was intrigued, seeing…

I recently started my internship at The Washington Post in Washington, D.C. Getting to this point was a culmination of blood, sweat, and tears throughout all levels of education, and it’s not going to get any easier in the professional world. Establishing myself…