You know, it's funny what we get worried about, and why, in our own personal cases, we tend to worry more about one thing than another. For me, I worry about als, because it seems to me to be the worst disease imaginable. I am very busy with my family, and like to do things for them, and I enjoy taking care of my kids, so for it suddenly to turn around and be all about taking care of me, would be torture for me. And, I don't worry about MS at all, because for one thing, compared to als, MS would be a blessing. Also, my Uncle, who is about 75 years old, has had MS since he was 25 years old. I've always been close to him, and he is a wonderful man. His life has been great, and I guess I just don't worry about it, because I look at him, and see that he has had his share of challenges, but generally speaking, he has lived a normal life, and been very much a part of all of his families lives, and was able to contribute to his familes lives as much as if he didn't have MS. In fact, in my family, there was almost a sense of humor about it. My Uncle used to love telling the story of how we all used to go to Lake Tahoe to vacation, and my Dad used to wheel him down to the water in his wheelchair, and basically dump him in the lake. My Uncle loved this, and it was so funny, cause one time when he was home, a lady came up to him in the store and said, "Weren't you the man that was dumped in Lake Tahoe by that other man? We just thought that was terrible!"....Well, my Uncle loves this story cause in actuality he got a kick out of hit, and he and my Dad were real close and would laugh about everything to the point of tears. So, being so close to MS, and the way my Uncle has dealt with it, makes me not afraid of it at all. I know it can affect everyone differently, but he has been a great example of someone who lives their life in the face of adversity, and just doesn't let something like MS get in the way. He would get up each day late in his disease, go to workout at a gym (he couldn't do much, but I think it was of course good for him mentally)...go have a bite to eat somewhere, and then keep busy around his house. He used what he called his "Pogo sticks" for years and years, until just recently, he now spends most of his time in a wheelchair. But, he is able to move around, breathe, it's not like als at all. Also, he has had it since he was 25, which is over 50 years. Als is terrible in that it goes so fast. And, how awful not to be able to express your emotions or thoughts to your family like in als. With my Uncle, he can do all of that. He is still doing well, and able to be a sense of support to his family. By the way, just to mention this, he is my Moms' sisters husband, so I am not related to him by blood. We've just always been close, and enjoyed lots of great family times and talks. Just thought I'd share that! Val