I’ve been feeling crappy. I cannot lie. I’m super run down. I would sleep 24 hours a day if that were remotely practical. My walking has been meh, even with... Read More

A monumental non-MS related event happened to me this weekend. On Sunday, February 19, I turned 50 years old. I know! Me. Fifty years old. I almost can’t believe it’s... Read More

I had an off-schedule infusion today because it was also my day to visit with The Great Scott, in the flesh. You see TGS when he can see you, not... Read More

Cheryl agreed with me yesterday. This is worse than when Chuck died. It seems almost ludicrous to say that but this is actually, really a lot worse. I could pretend... Read More

Post-trip spoon collecting is in full effect.  I’m working from bed. The kitties are snuggling and not fighting. The sound of their purrs is soothing to me. Clean sheets on... Read More

My mother is frequently mentioned in my writing mainly because she is a font of material and one of my most favorite people in all of the world. When my... Read More

I’m sure it’s not much of a surprise to anyone that I find myself in the grips of full on FOMO quite regularly. I’m in a constant state of evaluation... Read More

I find myself in shades of grey more often than not, these days. When I decided to call my blog bethybrightanddark.com a few friends told me it sounded more like... Read More

The Great Scott (TGS for short, aka my neurologist) likes to ask me about my timed walks. He says taking timed walks is a diagnostic tool for him to help... Read More

I have been telling myself to stay in the moment and not think too far ahead so constantly that it’s almost funny how much work it is, this whole staying... Read More