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

Sometimes life is rather relentless

As it turns out, having multiple sclerosis doesn’t exempt any of us from the relentlessness of life. When it feels like you’re stuck in a fugue state of one bad... Read More

The Story of Day 3

Day three is in the bag. No more gagging on handfuls of nasty-tasting pills a couple of times tomorrow. That last handful of Prednisone I took earlier this evening had... Read More

To P or not to P: That is the question.

via GIPHY  That’s an actual representation of me trying to sleep last night. I didn’t know when this whole MS adventure started back in December of 2015 that I would... Read More

The Haunting of Bethy Bright

I’ve been spending a lot of time at home, as you know, while I am recovering from Round 1 of Lemtrada that I had the first week of November. Home,... Read More

Sayonara, 2018

Oh, 2018. Where do I even begin with you? I went into you with such high hopes! I mean, my New Year’s Eve posts of the past are inspiring to... Read More

Something a little different

I’m tired of writing about my MS. The thing is, nothing is changing fast enough for me. I’m still struggling. I’m still waiting for the illusive switch to flip. It... Read More

4.6 + 11 + 1 = one hot mess

I’ve never been good at math. I was a writing major in college. Even more, I was a creative writing major (with a minor in political science but who cares... Read More