I think the difficult thing, Sixpack, is that we have to accept that with HA, our body will feel many, many strange things. And our minds will amplify those feelings. Which, to be honest, is very, very scary. At the time you're feeling these things ( ie a twitch in that exact muscle you're worried about) it's really, really hard to say "everything's fine".
maybe it is hard and of course it is scary. it doesn't mean that you indulge it. I went through my MS to ALS fear then back to MS again... you know what got me out of ALS? the psychiatrist literally laughed at me when I mentioned it. Wow, do you think that was mean? Well it did wake me up to know that I was being absolutely foolish thinking I had ALS.
the thing with ALS is this, especially with you, is that this fear comes and goes.... and you are not learning that it is the anxiety at the core and not the disease. Rationally you know ALS wouldn't behave how your anxiety is telling you it is. therefore, the only logical thing to conclude it that yes you are having x, y & z but it can't possibly be ALS because ALS doesn't act that particular way.
you can't hold out or up the idea that, "yes I know it is irrational but my mind won't let me let it go, therefore i can do nothing about it"
AND not because I think you have any neuro nasty..... BUT MS would be the more likely disease to come and go. Have you asked yourself why you are latching onto a disease that cannot possibly behave the way you are experiencing things and not MS that can and does come and go especially early on?
maybe that is a scary question for me to ask you, but, personally, I think you need a bit of logical, straightforward questions that you should answer---at least for yourself. As I see it, All you are doing is excusing why it is okay for you to feel this way. you can't get better mired with this line of thinking. If you continue indulging the ALS fear, you not only hurt yourself but your loved ones too.
And don't think for ONE second that I haven't thought like you. I have. At some point I got truly fed up with my beating myself up, ticking my husband off, not being there for my kids, and giving my joy, MY joy away to anxiety by induging in the fantastical disease that had ZERO evidence of being real.
I have YET to see one shread of evidence that you have ALS or any neuro nasty. All I've seen is a person chasing herself around a tree and getting herself mighty dizzy.