When my mother was 7 years old, she moved to the United States without knowing a word of English. I’ve known this all my life but had never asked her what the experience was like until recently. After questioning her about it, I learned that my grandparents had sent her…
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On a recent episode of my favorite podcast, “Beautiful Stories From Anonymous People,” host Chris Gethard spoke with an occupational therapist (OT). When this caller discussed her profession, she asked Gethard if he had any experience with her field as a patient. Admittedly, he knew little about it and…
When I graduated with a master’s degree in 2020, people kept asking me if I’d ever go back to school. I looked them in the eye and with all seriousness said, “Over my dead body.” Well, color me pallid, because it turns out I was wrong. It was my mom’s…
There’s a trend taking root in the SMA and disability communities that has me worried. It’s the idea that to gain independence as disabled adults, we must separate ourselves from our support networks and find ways to manage our lives and healthcare on our own. Society tells…
On Sunday, I climbed another mountain, and I’m giving a prayer of thanks and saying, “Hip, hip, hooray!” Why? Because I had my 42nd birthday on July 7. It’s a high moment for me because I’m now 40 years beyond the life expectancy I was given as a…
“The Sound of Music” isn’t just a beloved movie of mine. Growing up with an extraordinarily gifted musician mother, the sound(s) of music usually graced our lucky home. In her younger days, Mom performed numerous two-piano classical concerts with her oldest sister. Additionally, she frequently accompanied fellow…
If you’re a soccer fan like me, I imagine you’re thriving at this time of the year. Because I grew up in a proud Portuguese family, the sport is a huge part of my culture. If I didn’t know better, I’d even go so far as to say that loving…
My introduction to a branching dialogue system in a role-playing game happened in 2019, the first time I played Dragon Age: Inquisition. The character I’d just created was a prisoner suspected of decimating a holy site in the fictional world of Thedas. As such, she was being interrogated.
Months ago, I had an idea for a column. I wrote it down with the intention of revisiting it around my golden birthday on June 29: “Diagnosed at nine months, given nine years to live, and going on 29.” I thought it was cute at the time, a hook I…
The delicacy of my health is no joke, but during a recent appointment with my ear, nose, and throat specialist, I had to laugh. In addition to living with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), a rare disease, I’d just learned I was also living with one of the…
