I'm not a doctor. I don't play one on TV, either. So to say I'm flummoxed by multiple sclerosis, in a clinical sense, is an understatement. Which makes me like most laymen, but also those like above-average doctors, who have been searching for a cause/treatment/cure to MS for at least 150 years and have yet… Continue reading CCSVI’m confused
Month: January 2011
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
The only constant is change. But it strikes me just how whirlwind the metamorphosis has been the past few months, for everyone around me. Two friends have taken huge leaps for careers. My besties had twins the day after I went into the hospital in September. Other friends are due any day now. And another… Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Please give
In my mailbox yesterday was one of those nondescript envelopes addressed to me but in that casual handwriting that always gives me pause. I mean, what if it was those name stickers we all get from whatever organization that is each year? Well, maybe this isn't junk junk mail so I'll open it and check… Continue reading Please give
Wordless Wednesday: The chill factor
I can empathize, little ice cream machine. Oh, can I ever.
Cover me
Today I called to refill my MS treatment, the shot regimen that we hope keeps the worst symptoms at bay for a good, long time. I pin so many of my hopes on that drug, my doctors, and the medical field in general. I won't say how much this treatment would cost me a year… Continue reading Cover me
Seeing is believing
I went to my eye doctor today, and the circumstances couldn't be more different from the last time I paid the ophthalmologist a visit. For starters, I can see. That wasn't the case six months ago, when my left eye decided to go on hiatus. And now we know the backstory, the genesis of how… Continue reading Seeing is believing
Taking a stand
It's difficult to stand one's ground when the simple act of standing is a feat unto itself. It took all of the Herculean might I could muster (OK, and a high powered energy pill that treats narcolepsy) to hang with the sweaty swarm of humanity for An Evening With Cake. I did, but not without… Continue reading Taking a stand
I will survive
I am equally excited and nervous about tonight. We are headed to Memphis to see Cake. This will be my first live music outing in forever, and certainly the first since my diagnosis. I've taken my "energy pill," the one that keeps me from passing out once the clock strikes 10 or so. I'm Cinderella… Continue reading I will survive
Girl gone wild
It dawned on me tonight, as we were simultaneously pulling off the shot routine along with the get ready for bed routine, that my dining room may not be the most private of places. I sauntered in topless from our bedroom, because, practically speaking, it is easier to give oneself a shot in the stomach… Continue reading Girl gone wild
Sensory deprivation
Ever play the What If game and it gets really, really sobering? Instead of, what if you had a million dollars, it was what if you lose one of your senses? (Yes, I am the worst conversationalist ever - beware party people, I turn dark real quick.) That almost happened to me last year. I… Continue reading Sensory deprivation
One, Wild & Precious 