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Huntington's Disease: A Short Story

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Even in my earliest memories of my uncle, Dennis Inman, I cannot recall him ever being still. Dennis had a genetic disorder called Huntington’s Disease, which robbed him of his ability to control his muscle movements. Over the course of my life, I have witnessed him progress from a muscle tic to violent convulsions that wracked his body. For years, my greatest wish in this world was for my uncle to be still, even if it was just for one moment. The day before Christmas Eve of 2016 I got my wish. At 6:00 A.M. on that oddly warm December morning the melody of my phone’s ringtone began to resonate through my bedroom, stirring me from my sleepy state. I do not quite remember answering the phone call, in fact, much of that morning was a blur of images and sounds in my mind. However, I do remember my irregular, strangled breathing as I attempted to dress with clothes I had found crumpled on the wooden floor of my room. Soon, I found myself in a car filled with maddening silence. The car ride was so quiet …show more content…

I heard the last shallow gasp enter his lungs, and then his chest collapsed. The pinkish tinge of his skin seemed to instantly fade to an ethereal, ashy gray. I suddenly wished for the incessant beeping of the machines to return, but I knew that it would not. I was not aware that I was crying until the salty liquid found its way into my mouth. I had finally gotten my wish. Dennis Inman was still, and he would remain still. At first, I did not wish to enter, but now I did not wish to leave that hospital room, because I knew I would never see my uncle again. It seemed wrong to leave a family member in a strange place all alone. Would the hospital take care of him? Would they be gentle? But, I did walk out of that hospital room, and I had developed a new perspective on life. I realized that life has a sick sense of humor. I made a vow that Christmas that I would never wish for something ever

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