So a woman with multiple sclerosis has trekked Mount Everest? And here I whine about the elevators being out at my office for the second day in a row. Three floors, nearly thirty thousand feet. Really, what's the difference?
Month: September 2011
Chin up
Learning to cope is an acquired skill, one that takes several stabs before getting the hang of it. I still haven't grasped it entirely. Like my movements on those really off days, my coping strategy is a bit clunky and unrefined. I just finished back-to-back reading of two memoirs on multiple sclerosis - 'Fall Down… Continue reading Chin up
Hold on … hold on
It's been awhile since I've posted about music. Or posted at all. Quick recap ... The good: Fall! Pumpkin spice latte! Car bumper fixed! Weekend trip to Dallas! Corn chowder time! More pumpkin spice latte! The bad: Copaxone leaving huge welts. Left hand numb. Fatigue a beast. And ... back to music. R.E.M. broke up… Continue reading Hold on … hold on
The light and the dark
Today we went to the birthday party for our best friends' twin girls. Last year, they were being born in one hospital as I was in another. Not that they missed me or anything, they were all of 2 hours old. But I missed that moment. Today was bittersweet in a lot of ways. Of… Continue reading The light and the dark
Reflections on a year gone by
It's rather surreal to think that on this day a year ago I was in the emergency room being told I need to be hospitalized because I could no longer walk. A week later and I was still laid up in that lumpy bed, eating that bland food, getting a spinal tap, hoping against hope… Continue reading Reflections on a year gone by
Is it bedtime yet?
I actually found myself going all Danny Glover the other night. It was around 11:30 p.m., and I had put in about 12 hours of work, all told. I was done for. "I'm too old for this shit," I told my younger co-workers as I sauntered hobbled out of the newsroom. Which is such a… Continue reading Is it bedtime yet?
Squeaky clean
I must preface what I am about to say with this: I maintain good personal hygiene — really, I do! But I can't stand taking showers. Sometimes, I'll skip a day and go for the good old college bath. And weekends? If I'm being a homebody, then I'll wait until Sunday night to hop in… Continue reading Squeaky clean
One, Wild & Precious 