The sick have only one wish. It is to be healthy. So it looks to me.
But I also have a dream, a big beautiful dream that when I turn 50 years old we will start a collection for ME research. For, the truth is that I do have a chance to get better so funding for research must come forward. Now, not tomorrow. We need funding for researchers to take those crucial steps that lead forward.
My dream is shared by millions of others who live with ME. This relentless disease, which forces me and others to bed-rest, almost all hours of the day, that knock with recurrent infections and provides a fatigue feeling that goes beyond any thoughts about being exhausted, tired, overworked or worn out.
My dream is to wake up to days where I can be with my children and my husband, where I’m strong enough to go for a walk with my friends, where everyday tasks become possible again. Now, not another day. My dream…
– Concetta T.