When I was 38 I fell over and thought it was just a one-off, but then I started falling on the street, at home and at work.
At age 40 my doctors diagnosed me with motor neurone disease (MND), which attacks the parts of the brain that control my muscles. It is a progressive disease that over time has taken away my ability to walk and talk, as well as effecting how I eat, drink and breathe.
After I was diagnosed with MND my boyfriend left and my best friend said she could not be friends with me anymore because it was too hard to see what was happening. My sister Jo and my family were always by my side though.