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Thick rubber bands seem unbreakable. It takes effort to pull each end. In contrast, breaking a thin rubber band takes little effort. This is how my wife, Jill, summarized the current state of the world the other day. It seems like we all start out as…

So … December is finally here. It’s the last month of the longest year ever, as far as I’m concerned. As I write this, it’s extremely cold and gray outside. Oh, sun, where are you? Warm weather, where are you? End of the pandemic, where are you? The holidays…

I usually write about what life is like as a caregiver, along with my observations about how Huntington’s disease (HD) affects my family. I’ll do that in today’s column, too, but I’ve added a creative twist by writing a short play. It has two characters:…

Editor’s note: This column briefly mentions the topic of suicide. Please find resources for help at the end of the column. Unlike many rare genetic disorders, Huntington’s disease doesn’t have an approved treatment regimen that will halt, stop, or slow disease progression. However, it is relatively simple to undergo a…

Two years ago, my wife, Jill, took a genetic test and discovered she has Huntington’s disease. Thanksgiving wasn’t the same that year. Last year, two events occurred that made me feel as though Mike Tyson had punched me in the gut: My daughter took a genetic test and found…

As I briefly touched on in my previous column, “Opportunities for a Better Genetic Testing Process,” the testing process in the Huntington’s disease community is a bit like the Wild West. Depending on your location, there are so many variables that make going through testing way more stressful than…

At some point in the history of mankind, someone said, “Let’s raise awareness about [topic A].” And because “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery,” as Oscar Wilde noted, someone else said, “Hey, if they can raise awareness about [topic A], let’s celebrate our favorite topic.” Now, January is…

The events of the past week have reminded me just how tough my wife, Jill, is. I’m grateful for her grit because I know she will need it as the conditions of her Huntington’s disease worsen as the years go by. Jill is the type of person who…

When my sister died in a tragic accident a year ago, grief caused me to lose my appetite. As a result, over the next two months, I lost around 13 pounds. I found myself being content with one full meal a day. Losing weight like that usually isn’t…

I’ve always tried to stay alert to the needs of the Huntington’s disease community by listening during support groups, learning at conferences and conventions, and following along with the many Huntington’s conversations on social media platforms. One topic that consistently comes up in conversations is genetic testing. Everyone has their…