I’m convinced that blog post ideas are a lot like the weather: when it rains, it pours! I’ve got at least a half-dozen, half-baked posts in my head right now, and no time to spill them out “on paper”. But I do need to take a few moments to write about my latest cardiologist visit, before the details are lost in the cobwebs of my mind. Continue reading
What might seem odd, after having published 42 posts, is to be writing something entitled “My Story”. Since I wasn’t clever enough to have made my last post The Answer To The Ultimate Question Of Life, The Universe, And Everything, I decided it was high time to write a short biographical, with all the interesting bits in one place. You see, lately I’ve been joining various online groups — mostly MS-related — and I am finding the redundancy of “introducing” myself over and over again to be incredibly tedious. The future plan? Point ’em to this tell-all page. Brilliant! So, with apologies to those who have already slogged through 42 posts, here goes … Continue reading
Even during the best of times, we fear it. We dread it. And we know that someday, we will get it. And we know that the shrill ring piercing the night at the ungodly hour of O’dark-thirty is never someone calling to say that we’ve just won a lottery, or otherwise happy news. This past weekend, I received my first 1AM phone call. Continue reading
More time has passed since my first blog entry than I would have liked, but I’ve been busy and have had a couple of “firsts” to talk about — but I’ll save that news for a future post. With this post, I’ll focus on my medical history, in case it is of interest to anyone. I would be particularly interested to know if anyone else out there with M.S. has experienced a similar medical history.
I was born in Detroit, MI but my family moved to eastern KY between 2nd and 3rd grade. Up until 5th grade, I was quite healthy, if not a wee too plump (we moved very close to both grandparents, and the grandmothers believed in stuffing their grandchildren full of good food and yummy baking creations). One day, when I was 10 years old and riding the bus to school, something odd happened. Continue reading