All posts by: Bethy

The search for peace (or pain relief…I’m not picky)

  It’s been a little more than two full years since I was officially diagnosed with multiple sclerosis on December 1, 2015. The contents of this entire blog are a... Read More

The effects of being broken

While watching one of my favorite Sunday morning shows, CBS This Morning, I always find something to inspire me, educate me or just widen my mind. We should be clear,... Read More

New year…new me?

I’ve had a lot of time to think this holiday season since I took some left-over vacation days at the end of the year to allow myself to actually rest... Read More

Tegan & Sara, concentric circles and failed resolutions

One time, quite a while back, I had my heart broken pretty badly. Correction, that one time in particular, I had my heart crushed to smithereens not by being left... Read More

A very bright and dark Christmas

I’m sure it will come as no surprise to any of my readers that I was not looking forward to the Christmas holidays this year. I mean, I’m not terribly... Read More

I got a new foot for Stanley

Stanley is my cane. I dubbed him Stan upon looking upon him for the first time. I use his more formal name when I’m displeased with him. You see, I... Read More

Been there, done that (and I’m so grateful)

Here’s the thing. We call multiple sclerosis a snowflake disease and with good reason. MS is never the same for any two people. Things that are major issues for me,... Read More

MS Life is Chock Full ‘o Irony

You probably already knew that. MS is a mean, relentless, ironic disease. It’s actually one of my most obvious observations since this whole wacky ride began almost two years ago... Read More

I’ve got nothing

Usually my blog posts start as thoughts that I can’t get out of my head. I noodle and I roll them around until I virtually have to sit down and... Read More

I finally had a massage

(READER NOTE: If you are a cat lover, or any kind of animal lover for that matter, this might be a post you want to skip. I’m serious. I can’t... Read More