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ALS
is
like
a
lit
candle:
it
melts
your
nerves
and
leaves
your
body
a
pile
of
wax.
Often,
it
begins
with
the
legs
and
works
its
way
up.
You
lose
control
of
your
thigh
muscles,
so
that
you
cannot
support
yourself
standing.
You
lose
control
of
your
trunk
muscles,
so
that
you
cannot
sit
up
straight.
By
the
end,
if
you
are
still
alive,
you
are
breathing
through
a
tube
in
a
hole
in
your
throat,
while
your
soul,
perfectly
awake,
is
imprisoned
inside
a
limp
husk,
perhaps
able
to
blink,
or
cluck
a
tongue,
like
something
from
a
science
fiction
movie,
the
man
frozen
inside
his
own
flesh.
This
takes
no
more
than
five
years
from
the
day
you
contract
the
disease.
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