All posts by: Bethy

Should you? Or shouldn’t you? Probably Not.

I had a bit of an epiphany last week while sitting in Cheryl’s office. For those who might be new, Cheryl, aka My Precious, is my shrink. After almost 20... Read More

Let’s try this again

When I started to write this post, it went sideways. I wanted to be honest about the way I’m struggling, all the times I cried, how frustrated I am by... Read More

It’s been awhile since our last drug scandal

In my early days after diagnosis with MS, it seemed like I was always accidentally stumbling across strange and unbelievable drug situations that at the time felt like they were... Read More

Random thoughts from an elderly shut in: Volume: 527

Well, it’s probably not exactly 527 but it’s gotta be close by this time, so while I sit here with no power and nothing to distract me but my dying... Read More

Welcome aboard The Struggle Bus

When last we spoke, things weren’t looking so good over here in the land of bright and dark. Now, I fully realize that most of you don’t come to this... Read More

Testing 1…2…3

The thing about being tested is you can prepare all you want but the Universe probably has her own ideas about how things are going to roll. You’ve probably gone... Read More

Inspiration or desperation

I’ve had a really bad couple of days. I could feel it coming in the parts of me that hurt worse when a bad day is looming. I could see... Read More

Is comfort a myth? And other deep thoughts

If you know me at all, from any part of my life be it work, family, socially from when I was a barfly, reader of this blog or even accidental... Read More

And then she rested

I like to play a little game sometimes now that I’m in my post-Lemtrada recovery period. I call this game Recovering or Just Lazy: You Be the Judge. While I’m... Read More

I’m so very sorry

The thing is, I’m really not sorry. I mean I am sorry but I don’t want to be sorry. I wish I could stop myself from feeling sorry because it’s... Read More