Archive for the 'Genetics' Category

MOO-ve Over Vegan Diet… and Other Epigenetic Results

Results are in! And, if the traditional game of Pin the Tail on the,.. well, in this case COW, reflects my general health, I would have missed the targeted hindquarters, and slapped the tail on the utter. At least I hit the right end of that ol’ heifer! My hope is to scoot the tail closer to its God given
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Epigenetics: A Fresh Approach to CMT

After cutting a small lock of hair off the back of my head, it was placed inside a Ziploc baggie, tucked into a conventional, white envelope, and shipped to Loveland, Colorado. A town akin to Breckenridge; a place reminiscent of fond Rocky Mountain ski trips. Memories came flooding back. Here, I mastered adaptive snow skiing with new friends, while also
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Hope, Superman, and the CMT Research Foundation

Scraped knees, scabbed elbows, and bruised toes were hazards of walking as a child. Falling was normal. As birthdays passed, walking became more difficult. Occasionally, my dad would hold my hand when walking. Not only a sign of affection, but a source of balance and stability. His large hand would instinctively clinch my tiny one upon the buckling of my
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Golden Nuggets of Hope

Unbridled curiosity ramped up my reading and research in order to better understand the scientific side of my genetically confirmed Charcot Marie Tooth type 2A diagnosis, in March, 2019. Never did I dream that months of casual, yet steadfast Google searches would lead me to stumble upon informational gold.  A diagram in the Journal of Clinical Investigation caught my eye.
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A DNA Twist

The news of Charcot Marie Tooth type 2A was not earth shattering. After 50 years of uncertainty, advanced genetic testing confirmed the definitive truth about what had been “inconveniencing” my body for 5 decades. Finally, loose ends were tying up and years of unanswered questions were being answered. The quest was over, and in my mind, slowly coming to a
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Genetic Testing: A Formidable Question

My neuromuscular disease had always taken a backseat in my life. Lately, it was riding shotgun; up front, next to me. An unwanted passenger; a Thelma to my Louise. At times, I’ve come to a foggy  impasse on the best direction to navigate my health. Thankfully, the refusal to have it drive me over the cliff is in my DNA.
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