Though I’ve had 20-something Spinraza (nusinersen) injections, my latest procedure proved most eye-opening for me. For almost seven years, I’ve gotten lumbar punctures to deliver this tiny but mighty medicine directly into my lower spine. After a handful of injections, I understood the drill. I knew what to…
Life, One Cup at a Time
— Alyssa Silva
Alyssa Silva is a writer based out of Providence, Rhode Island. She was diagnosed with SMA type 1 in 1991 when she was just 5 months old. Aside from writing, Alyssa is the chief creative officer for an intimates brand and runs a small business selling her artwork. In her free time, you can find her canceling plans to hang out with her golden retrievers, watching reruns of “The Office,” and convincing others why Taylor Swift is the greatest of all time.
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Recently, I was teasing my brother about how he apparently doesn’t care about me anymore. (Don’t worry. This couldn’t be further from the truth.) The next day, I was scheduled for an iron infusion and was dreading it. Because I live with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), maintaining my iron…
Although I often don’t like to admit it, I sometimes feel as though my identity has switched from person to patient overnight. The past few years have been hellish, with one health battle after another. It feels like I’ve been sidelined in my own life. But despite the seemingly…
Through my experience with SMA, I’ve come to understand the fragility of life. I’ve also come to understand the fragility of my wheelchair. I’ve been using a wheelchair for three decades and have learned how invaluable it is to my life and my independence. Though people often pity…
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing on the news. A tornado had touched down in my home state, Rhode Island, for the fourth time in six weeks. Before these, I’d heard of one or two tornadoes touching down in New England in my lifetime. Never were they close to…
In the SMA community, we expect to grieve the loss of our abilities, given the nature of this disease. But for me, grief often feels like an ambush. In my three decades of life, I’ve lost many abilities. And every ability lost comes with its own grieving period.
You wouldn’t know this just by looking at me or the pictures I post on Instagram, but I’m hiding something. I imagine myself and this secret I carry as though it were a light switch. When people are around or I’m out in public, I do my best to…
Living with SMA, I too often don’t feel in control of my body. It’s an unsettling feeling to sit with. Some days, no matter how hard I try to take care of myself, my body has its own agenda. Lately, this feeling has been weighing heavily on my…
When I was a little girl, there was a period when I frequented the orthopedic surgeon’s office. Back and forth we went, visit after visit, debating whether I should have surgery to put rods in my spine. Though my scoliosis was severe, my orthopedist hesitated at the idea…
My love for the beach has always been passionate yet complicated. Sure, it’s my happy place. The sound of ocean waves crashing into the shore, the peacefulness that envelops me when I reach the sand and feel that salty breeze, the way the sunshine hits during those early mornings…
When I travel, even if it’s just to a friend’s house, I carry with me a lot of stuff. Among it all is my most handy gadget and trusty companion: a voice amplifier, a small piece of equipment I found on Amazon for a reasonable price. The other…
When I was in college, I had a professor doubt my abilities because I was disabled. I started struggling in their class early in the semester, so I went to their office for two reasons: to get extra help and prove I was determined (and doing what I could) to…
From the moment I wake up to the time I go to sleep and get lost in my dreams, I’m fully dependent on others to help me meet my physical needs. If I have to change positions in the middle of the night, I call for someone to assist me.
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