A sister of a close friend has Lou Gehrig's disease and posts status updates on Facebook. It's difficult for me to read them. I feel like such a coward and I don't even have the disease. She was diagnosed last November and last month was forced onto full disability.
Part of the reason it's so difficult is because she was such a nice person. I guess theoretically I shouldn't feel any worse if it was Charles Manson or the winemaker for Rombauer, but when the good people get hit, it makes it tougher.