Dirty Little Secret

So today is the long ass appointment at the ALS clinic and I'm back to that creeping hope of misdiagnosis. I grew up thinking that asking for what you want was a character flaw - something shameful - but I've worked hard to move beyond that and a big step is to proclaim loudly in a public forum: I want to be one of the 15% misdiagnosed. I want this all to be a wild and crazy dream and if it is, I promise to remember everything I've learned.