• Living, and dying, with ALS

    There is no meaningful treatment. No cure. There is one medication, Rilutek, which might make a few months’ difference. It retails for about $14,000 a year. That doesn’t seem worthwhile to me. If I let this run the whole course, with all the human, medical, technological and loving support I will start to need just months from now, it will leave me, in 5 or 8 or 12 or more years, a conscious but motionless, mute, withered, incontinent mummy of my former self. Maintained by feeding and waste tubes, breathing and suctioning machines.

    No, thank you. I hate being a drag. I don’t think I’ll stick around for the back half of Lou.

    I just can’t say anything worthy of this beautiful, thoughtful piece by Dudley Clendinen (published July 9).

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