A late-onset Pompe diagnosis explained my childhood insecurities
A columnist makes sense of all the physical challenges he faced growing up
Whenever it was time to play dodgeball in my elementary school years, I was always picked last. Growing up, I wasn’t physically gifted. I couldn’t run, and I moved slowly. For a kid, my balance was uncharacteristically off. Despite being raised in Southern California, I was unable to surf, skateboard, or roller-skate. My feet needed to be secure on the ground at all times.
As I entered my teenage years, I found myself unable to do a pullup or even attempt the monkey bars. During physical education class, I couldn’t do pushups or situps. I failed at all school physical activities when it came time for testing. No one wanted me on their team for baseball, basketball, or even to play tag.
Although I was the tallest and biggest kid in my grade year after year, I was still chosen last. I was slow to react and always out of breath. My parents thought I might be good at soccer. Since I couldn’t run, the coach made me a goalie. Why not have the biggest kid standing in front of the goal? Well, that was an epic failure, as I couldn’t move fast enough to stop the balls from flying by. Sports and me just didn’t mesh. I always felt that the other kids were looking down on me.
In high school, I felt I was weaker than the other students. I couldn’t bench-press more than one plate on either side of the bar, while others did twice as much. In my mind, my upper-body strength was weak, and I was overweight.
It was then that my self-esteem took a nosedive. I was always self-conscious about how I looked and how weak I was for a big guy. I became a loner and had just a couple of friends. I always felt different, like something was wrong with me. Why couldn’t I just be normal like the other kids? My dreams of being a professional football player faded away.
Looking back, it all makes sense
Fast forward 35 years, and I was having problems climbing stairs and standing up from a seated position. I started struggling to breathe while lying down. These serious symptoms had me looking for answers, which I finally got in November 2018 at age 50 when I was diagnosed with late-onset Pompe disease.
As I learned more about Pompe, all my feelings and physical challenges from childhood started to make sense. I realized why I could never run, jump, or do a pullup.
Thanks to genetic testing, I discovered that I was born with two gene mutations. These inhibit the function of my acid alpha-glucosidase enzyme, preventing my body from being able to break down glycogen, particularly in my muscle cells. The result is weakening muscles throughout my body.
Now that I know what’s been causing all my physical issues, I can decide how to move forward. I realized that how I react to my diagnosis is key to living my best Pompe life. Being positive helps me accomplish more and makes life more fun!
I can’t change the past, or who didn’t pick me for their teams, but I can be in control of the present and have hope for the future. Knowing is half the battle, and I won’t go down without a fight. I may have Pompe, but Pompe doesn’t have me. Looking in the rearview mirror helps me explain a lot, but my eyes are on the journey ahead. I keep moving forward “On the Road to Pompe” because every movement counts.
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