My name is James Mason. I had just passed the bar and got a good job. We were so excited to finally not be poor college students and really start enjoying life. I was a very active gym-goer, but my progress slowed and eventually stopped by April 2021. I began seeing doctors, and no one could figure out why a big, strong, seemingly healthy 33-year-old was getting weaker. I think most doctors I saw suspected it but didn't want to say it.
I was diagnosed with ALS ( amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig's disease) in January of 2022. The diagnosis was obviously pretty upsetting. ALS is a currently fatal disease with no cure or treatment and an average life expectancy of two to four years. ALS is a degenerative motor neuron disease where your motor neurons die rapidly, resulting in slowly losing the ability to move. My ALS is referred to as "limb onset" because the weakness and loss of motor control began in my legs.
I am still able to work, but I don't know for how long. It gets harder and harder every day.
So, we're trying to make the most of whatever time I have left. The only real way anyone can help is financially. Please consider donating. Your contributions will go towards paying our monthly bills. But as the disease progresses, medical costs will mount, and there is simply no way we will be able to afford even a fraction of the medical equipment needed to keep me as comfortable as possible.
There is no possible way to sugarcoat this, nor do I think I should. This is a waking nightmare. I hate asking for help, but there is nothing else I can do. Please consider donating to make what time I have left as comfortable as possible. I am eternally grateful for any and all donations.