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Taking a shower. What comes to mind when you think of it? For many of us with MS, fatigue comes to mind. I myself have read so many comments about...

We all have one and as a matter of fact, I am one. A mother. Some of our a.k.a. tags are mama, mommy, and as my childhood friend called her...

When I was a toddler my mom took me to the fairgrounds and not for the county fair. She wanted to see President John F Kennedy who paid a visit...

To all of my fellow MSers, those who are newly diagnosed and those like me that have been living with MS for quite some time... I now understand that I...

Got MS? What about your identity? What about my identity? It may be the simple things that we can no longer do that enables us to begin to understand that...

I was fraught with anxiety as I contemplated my return home. How would I get down the stairs? A perplexing question because now I must use the wheelchair exclusively to...

Ask my daughter or anyone who knows me well and they’ll be certain of one thing I’ve always loved doing. See, I love watching documentaries (courtesy of Netflix of course)...

I got up out of bed this morning after a bit of a struggle with my foot getting hung up in the sheet, brewed myself some coffee, and with a...

I had a questioned posed to me recently about my living with MS..."Do you feel trapped?" The question was quite unexpected and what’s more, even I was surprised by my...

Simply stated, riddles are just not my thing. On the other hand jokes, yeah I’m good with because they make me laugh--a good one that is. But riddles have never...

It is both a tough and a touchy subject. What I’m about to express is part humor, part lamentation, but most of all honest. The topic is one that is...

Yes, I remember. How could I forget? It was three short years ago on a fading summer September morning. I had awakened a bit later than usual, wanting to steal...

I had to be honest with myself. That is, after spending seemingly immeasurable moments which accumulated into both restless and weepy hours. You know, those unplanned times of unwelcomed feelings...

As January of this year unfolds, I anxiously await what is yet to be revealed throughout these next twelve months about any future and possible improvements or further lessening of...

The day is nearly upon us. The pretty papers tightly engulfing numerous boxes of assorted gifts beneath a tree adorned. That day, of this season, evokes many emotions within us...

Picture this…a warm smile, a coy grin, lovely hair well-coiffed, flawless make-up, and a figure and form sporting casual chic or dressed to the nines. Our life with Multiple Sclerosis...

And thus it begins again. This season that is filled with feelings of anticipation, excitement and expectations. Oh, and let me not forget to mention those additional feelings of anxiety...

Let me start off by saying that sometimes I have what I call a quirky MS misadventure. A recent pre-nocturnal, unanticipated, escape artist of sort’s incident, which threw me for...

A fading fifteen years it has been since my diagnosis of MS was confirmed. However, little did I realize at the time, my denial of the ever present possibilities of...