Naomi Cocksedge, a firefighter from Windang in NSW was born into a family with a remarkable story. A remarkable story with a devastating twist that would claim the lives of her grandmother, her mother, her sister as well as aunts, uncles and cousins.
This is because the majority of Naomi’s family (maternal side) carry a gene, which predisposes them to the development of Motor Neurone Disease (MND).
Motor Neurone Disease, is a disease, which you may have heard of, but chances are you don’t know much about it. Let Naomi fill in some of the blanks:
“Motor Neurone Disease is the worst disease. I have no hesitation in saying it is the worst disease in the world. It takes over the person’s body, shutting down muscles and organs one by one over a series of weeks, months or years until finally the person loses the ability to breathe and dies.
“People with Motor Neurone Disease have nothing. There is no treatment and no cure. So from the point of diagnosis they know that while their mind will remain healthy and active, their body will gradually shut down around them until they eventually die. Watching someone die of it is horrific.”
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My dear friend's husband has been battling the disease for the last 10 years. When he was diagnosed he was told he would have around 2 years or so to live (when his daughter was around 1). As a result he started writing a book for his daughter which has recently been published. It is quite incredible. Their story was featured on the 7:30 report. The link for the story and the book is below if people are interested in understanding more about the daily experiences of those with the disease.
7:30 report-
http://www.abc.net.au/7.30/...
Silent Body, Vibrant Mind
http://peteanderson.org/?pa...
Naomi i feel your pain - though mine is only my father and nearly his entire maternal side (one sibling and a handful of cousins remain alive) - it was swept under the carpet until he was diagnosed, then 3mths later he was gone. I'm in the twilight limbo land of deciding if i want to be tested or not - initially i didn't (he passed 8 years ago, we have blood stored for testing) - i have 4 children now, and i'm 32.
The youngest in our family passed when he was 33 - 8 weeks after diagnosis (we apparently like to take the quick route - which to be frank watching others suffer longer ultimately we have been somewhat blessed in that dept if you can use that phrase in this context). I have had pneumonia lately and can't shake it - it is how my dad started - and whilst rationally i know it doesn't mean anything (or as my GP put it it's like comparing an elephant and a giraffe) - irrationally i worry - a lot. I look at my tongue for those tell tale quivers, i look on my left shouldblade for the muscle spasms i know will come as the first indicator something isn't right.
no one can truly understand what it is like until they have lived it - and it's not something i would wish on my worst enemy - i watched the proudest and strongest man i know be reduced in such a rapid time to a child - reliant on us for everything :( no one should live like that :(