An odd dream made me wonder how my disability affects others
How do my family and friends feel about my FSHD progression?

I’m an early riser. As I mentioned in a past column, I like to wake up early, get dressed, make coffee, and start the day with some quiet prayer and devotion time.
However, I’m also a very sound sleeper, with some help from melatonin, sleep medication, and a comfy mattress. From the time I fall asleep around 11 p.m. until about 5:30 a.m., I’m dead to the world. Some shoulder, hip, or knee pain may wake me up during those hours, but I usually manage to roll over and go right back to a dreamless sleep.
If I have dreams at all, they’re inconsequential. I typically can’t recall them after waking up. I had a dream last week, however, that’s stuck with me. Perhaps I’m supposed to share it with you.
In this dream, I was eavesdropping on a conversation my wife, Wendy, was having with a friend. It wasn’t a specific friend — just someone she felt free to confide in.
In the dream, Wendy was relating how difficult it’s been for her to watch my decline due to facioscapulohumeral muscular dystrophy (FSHD).
“It’s so hard to watch Rob as he struggles to stand up from a chair,” she said in the dream. “Sometimes I just turn my head and try not to cry. I try to let him do as many of the things he’s always done as is possible, but I know they’re getting harder and causing him pain. Sometimes I take advantage of Rob’s blindness and just do things myself. If he asks about washing dishes, emptying the dishwasher, or some other job, I just tell him it’s done.”
She went on to say how hard it is to watch as I struggle to turn around to get out of the car and into my wheelchair, to get a bite of food from my plate to my mouth, or to pick my head up off my chest.
This is a hard story to share. I have no idea where the dream came from. Keep in mind that it was only a dream; these thoughts don’t reflect Wendy’s feelings about my disability. But they do make me question what the significant people in my life think about my declining health.
Is it hard for them to be around me? Does my disability progression make them sad? Does it bring up concerns for themselves or other family members that they’d rather not think about? Do they have questions?
Starting conversations about my disability
Wendy and I have been married for more than 45 years, but I’m the first to admit that I don’t always know what she’s thinking. No matter how close we are to other people, I don’t think we can ever know their thoughts with any degree of certainty unless we ask. She’s always seemed to handle every struggle we’ve had without complaint, but I wonder how much of an emotional cost Wendy has paid to maintain that outward calm.
Over the past week or so, as I’ve thought about this dream, I’ve been reminded that I don’t live in a vacuum. I’m living my FSHD journey with Wendy as well as my children, grandchildren, extended family, friends, and neighbors. It’s made me realize that I need to try to be more sensitive about their thoughts and feelings. My FSHD affects their lives nearly as much as it affects mine.
I’m a lot more open about how I feel than I used to be. For better or worse, I usually let people know how I’m doing.
I’ve never given it much thought, but perhaps I need to start asking Wendy and my daughter, Jill, my primary caregivers, how they’re holding up on this journey. It might be time to have some frank conversations with the rest of my family as well. FSHD is a genetic condition. At the moment, I have just one cousin who’s also been diagnosed with it, but the condition could eventually impact my children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and other relatives.
Over the past 50-plus years since being diagnosed with FSHD at 14, I’ve learned a lot about the condition. If I give my loved ones the opportunity, I hope I can answer some questions, share some insights, and talk about how my disability impacts their lives. I hope that, in some way, any conversations we have about FSHD will draw us closer.
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Robin
Thank you for another great article, Rob. It is very enlightening to think about the topics you presented. We never seem to talk about FSHD, although our 41 year old daughter has it too, and is wheelchair bound. She still works remotely and we're very proud of her. You have provided me with much food for thought and now I'm looking for opportunities to discuss how FSHD is impacting our lives.
Thanks and blessings,
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Robin Stemple
Thanks, Robin. So far none of my kids have had any symptoms of FSHD, but I know that could change at any time. I've given up trying to find a part-time, remote job. For me, as soon as they read my resume and employers find out I'm blind, I think they just put me on the "reject" pile. So glad to be writing for BioNews. I'd like to find a religious publication that I could write for, as well. Of course, I have my music and that's been a life-saver! Hope your health is improving post-surgery. So glad your daughter has found work. Way too many unemployed of us in the disability community!
Robin
I was recently in a rapid recovery skilled nursing facility. One day during Physical Therapy I heard someone playing the guitar! They were quite good and I was totally reminded of you,Rob. I hope and pray you are able to continue playing for others. I'm sure it brings joy to them!
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Robin Carlino
I was recently in a rapid recovery skilled nursing facility. One day during Physical Therapy I heard someone playing the guitar! They were quite good and I was totally reminded of you,Rob. I hope and pray you are able to continue playing for others. I'm sure it brings joy to them!
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Robin Stemple
I hope so, Robin. I plan to continue to play at nursing homes, senior apartments, etc. for as long as I can. Some days it's a mental fight. I want to call and cancel as I think about how hard it's going to be. I don't, though. Then I get to the facility and start playing and I'm reenergized! It's a GOD thing, for sure. I always feel better when I leave a home than when I got there. Take care!
Rob
Debra Sue Love
Thanks again for another great column Rob, and sharing your FSHD journey 😀
Robin Stemple
Thanks, Deb. I hope things are going well for you and you'll soon be back on your feet! Continuing to pray for your healing!
Rob
Virginia Everett
Robin, Thank you for your very thoughtful post. I think about these things too as I notice pitying looks as people watch me struggle to walk.
Do your descendants think about just having the genetic test to know for sure if they have inherited the affected gene?
Thanks for your inspiring example!
Virginia
Robin Stemple
Hi, Virginia. One of my daughters has been genetically tested. She doesn't have FSHD, thankfully. I don't think the rest of the family is interested in getting this done. It's expensive and they don't see the point. With no cure or treatment available, I don't think they see the point. I understand their perspective on it. I'm fortunate that I don't have to see the pitying glances I probably get, like you experience. One advantage to being blind! (lol) Hey, you've got to take your victories where you can find them, right!?#$%