My grandma used to work full time and was a very active and proud lady. She was only 71 and very healthy, so it seemed.
She started to fall over a lot and she thought it was just old age, but one day she lost movement in her hand and she was scared so we went to the hospital. That night when she came home I was told she had MND, I did not understand it.
I was told what would happen in time. She had brought me up since I was only little. I was scared and very upset.
Every day I watched her get worse. She had a bell to ring if she needed anything. Every day I would hear her crying, it broken my heart to hear it. I am so ashamed of myself as I tried to avoid going in to her room. I could not stand to see her that way. Six months later she died.
The way I watched her die was soul destroying. She was so brave when she first got diagnosed she was always smiling saying how other people have it worse than her and she felt for them.
I wish they could find a cure for MND so no one else has to suffer from this disease.