Dan and Jennifer Digmann

Do you see yourself as an MS advocate? If not, look again. You’ll be surprised to see that you have the one fundamental element it takes to make an impact:...

I dropped $495 in early November to pre-pay for a season of snow plowing for Jennifer and I's driveway. It was a heck of a cost-savings deal knowing how winter...

Exclusion and MS, or is it exclusion because of MS? That is a question I’ve struggled with for more than two decades. No one likes to be excluded, but it...

I will admit that I’ve never been the most fashionable or trendy woman, but I always try to dress nicely and look presentable. Sure, I survived days of teal blue...

Dan and I literally left our mark on Mt. Pleasant one Saturday morning in the middle of June. In fact, I believe we left the city even more beautiful than...

“This is the end, my beautiful friend, the end.” Every single time I have used the bathroom over these past seven days, I hear the Doors' Jim Morrison melodically sing...

I appreciate order and consistency, and I imagine many others in my multiple sclerosis community feel the same way. MS serves up enough unpredictability and unknowns, so stability is appreciated...

We were having a hard time wrapping our brains around what defines “toxic positivity” and at what point looking on the bright side was regarded as such a dark place...

I looked to my right and watched Dan standing dumbfounded as the woman in a hospital-issued hazmat suit rushed me and my power wheelchair through the metal door. “But, but...

I will admit that I am vain. I care about my appearance and like to look nice, but I never thought I would need Botox less than a month after...

That's right. The title of this article reflects my Body Mass Index or BMI. A BMI of 32, well, that means I am obese. Such an ugly-sounding word. Oh-beese. Hear...

“So it starts on Mark’s birthday. Are you coming with me?” That was the first sentence to come out of Dan’s mouth after nearly 15 minutes of uncomfortable silence. Uncomfortable...

March and MS Awareness Month are behind us, so I have a confession to make: I really don’t care for the color orange. Shocking, right? After all, orange is a...

Three tethered mylar balloons still gracefully float above our dining room table celebrating a happy birthday. They are from Dan’s birthday celebration a few weeks ago, and it was then that...

I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t think about ending it all a little over 6 years ago. I was so scared and anxious. I also was exhausted...

I thought I was in a safe space with “my people” that Saturday morning. My husband Dan had dropped me off at my weekly WW meeting (WW is the health...

It is understandable to assume that my husband Dan often is seen as the caregiver in our relationship. After all, I’m the one using the wheelchair, and he’s the one...

I opened my email and read the headline, “Out of the Wheelchair and Onto a Bicycle: Dr. Terry Wahls' Story.” I looked at Dan and rolled my eyes. Not that...

I’m not sharing with you an essay dedicated to celebrating my MS Diagnosis Day anniversary, but let me get this out of the way: I was diagnosed on February 14...

Make 2018 an epic year. Seriously. You have approximately 365 days to make it so, in spite of your Multiple Sclerosis. Yes, we hear you, and this is not going...