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Note: This column describes the author’s own experiences with Botox injections. Not everyone will have the same response to treatment. Consult your doctor before starting or stopping a therapy.​ Living with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) is a journey that tests the limits of one’s resilience. The progressive nature of this…

Before my neurology appointments, I practiced tasks like touching my forefinger to my thumb, forming the “O” of the “OK” symbol. Part of my exam was, and still is, measuring how quickly I can do that repeatedly. I was determined to excel in my neurological exam. Now, I look back…

This year, my family and I decided to take a road trip from Austin, Texas, to two national parks in New Mexico during my elementary-age children’s spring break. It involved about 20 hours of total car time. I’ve previously discussed how my Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) affects travel, including how…

This morning, I marveled as the seeds I planted over a week and a half ago were pushing through the soil to become seedlings. I find this so fun every time. Maybe gardening isn’t your thing, but it’s hard not to be awed by a sunrise over the Grand Canyon…

Walking my service dog, Wendy, in the winter poses quite a challenge. When I take her out, she’s clipped to my wheelchair, which I use because of my Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). Then she jogs alongside me. Like most dogs, Wendy is thrilled when she knows she’s going out. Wiggling…

There’s a lot that comes with the territory of having a visible disability, especially if you choose to live your life out loud rather than hide. I never imagined I’d have to make that choice until I was diagnosed with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) in 2013. Back then, I understood…

Living with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) involves daily challenges that often go unnoticed by others. Coordination, balance, and speech impairments may be brushed off as simple clumsiness, but the consequences can be more than inconvenient. Put simply, these challenges make every routine task more demanding. Despite these hurdles, I strive…

I found myself growing uncomfortable as I stood in front of the group. Not because all eyes were on me as a presenter, but because I’d realized I was out of alignment. As the parent of a 12-year-old who was diagnosed at age 8 with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA),…

So much of living with a progressive, lifelong disease like Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) is mentally processing and accepting the physical changes it brings. But with the widespread degeneration of my body and the resulting decline in my abilities, that can feel like an overwhelming task at times. Every night,…

On a muggy Fourth of July in Georgia in 1993, my husband, Dave, and I walked along the side of the road, returning to our car after watching fireworks. There weren’t any sidewalks, so I walked on the edge of the road to avoid tripping in the dark while Dave…

At the beginning of my journey with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), when my balance, coordination, and associated abilities were starting to decline, I felt like everyone was watching me. Because I’d decided to be vulnerable and openly share my journey with the condition, I felt that people expected to see…

Like many of us who get diagnosed with a scary illness, the question of “why me?” ran circles around my head. I chased that voice hard, wondering what I did to deserve Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). The answer I came to and always give that voice in my head is…