An Eye Doctor from the Salt Lake City V.A. took one look at me and told me he had seen one case of this condition and told me to get a DNA test. I did and the test came back that I had this kind of M.D.
When I found out that I had Muscular Dystrophy I thought that my live was ending. Then I remembered
those friends that I lost in the Nam. I was lucky, I was still breathing. I couldn't let this thing beat me without a fight. I had to remain positive for my family and those I lost in that hell hole. I tell my self and my many doctors at least I'm still breathing. Some days it's hard. The pain kicks my butt. I refuse to take opioids. A couple years
ago I tried medical marijuana( gummies). It helped a whole lot. If I could make a recommendation to those with these medical conditions, I would tell them to stay positive.