Disease and the Genealogy of Suffering

How multiple sclerosis has pulled me and my sister apart and brought us together

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Slumped over like a question mark, my sister shuffles across the first floor of her house. Her feet drag and her legs collapse beneath her from time to time, leaving her in a crumpled pile. Once in a while, her boyfriend or her 15-year-old daughter finds her, and…

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