That one time when I tried to rake my leaves?
It didn’t seem like much to ask. I mean, I did it last year and I somehow survived. My sister asked, incredulously, “You’re gonna use your spoons for THAT?” And... Read More
MS might actually HAVE me, after all
Cheryl, my loyal and trusty therapist, announced today in our session that she thinks I’ve officially entered the anger phase of my MS mourning. I laughed out loud. I’ve felt... Read More