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Our house is getting a new piece of medical equipment this week. That’s happened before, as we have three sons with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD): Max, 18, Rowen, 15, and Charlie, 13. Over the past decade, in fact, our house has been a landing zone for lots of equipment…

I’ve been disabled for over 50 years, and I spent over 30 years working with people with disabilities. The language surrounding disability has evolved in that time. For the most part, that’s a good thing. As an example, person-first language has become more common. It’s more appropriate to introduce someone…

I believe that all of us who live with a chronic illness deal with a future full of unknowns. We all wrestle with uncertainty regarding quality of life from year to year, month to month, and even day to day. My chronic illness is limb-girdle muscular dystrophy. The…

I’m going gray. Wait, I should clarify that I’ve been coloring my hair since I was 25. It started coming in gray long before I became a mom to three sons with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD): Max, 18, Rowen, 15, and Charlie, 13. But after hiding my natural color…

Last Saturday, I had the honor of participating in the third Singapore Health Patient Advocate Connection event (SPACe) hosted by the SingHealth Patient Advocacy Network (SPAN). As a cast member of the incredible SPANtastic Theatre plenary skit team, I not only had the chance to perform, but also…

I’ve had a walker with wheels for a decade. I got it after back surgery in 2014 and used it for a month or so. As a blind person with facioscapulohumeral muscular dystrophy (FSHD), I found it much more difficult to maintain my orientation without direct touch. I was…

In my recent columns, I’ve shared several challenges we’ve faced in the past months of my family’s journey with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD). My accessible van will be in the shop for the foreseeable future. I’ve returned to work after over a decade at home as a…

As most of America’s children go back to school, I thought it’d be timely to offer readers my perspective, as a retired teacher and wheelchair user, on the beginning of an academic year. I began teaching middle school music and band in the fall of 1995. I was 22 years…

While observing World Duchenne Awareness Day over the weekend, I reflected on the journey my family and I have taken, which has been shaped by Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD). This year the Muscular Dystrophy Association (Singapore), or MDAS, celebrated the day during its annual Go the…

I walked home from school today. I’m almost 45 years old, yet today, with my backpack on, my empty lunch container stuffed inside, and a sweater tied around my waist, I walked home from school. As I pondered whether I was overthinking that image, my daughter Mary, 9, who goes…