The Great Scott himself called me before I could call him this morning. As it turns out, my labs were completely normal. No UTI indicators at all. No indicators of... Read More

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

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

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

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

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

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

It felt like it would never get here and now that it has arrived, I’m anxious as hell. Tomorrow it begins. It being my latest DMD, my last ditch effort,... Read More

It’s not technically another two-month flush, but it feels like it is. I went back into my own archives to remember what I’d written during the actual two-month flush between... Read More

Greetings from my Relapse and from inside the Ark. See, I wished for rain.  I was so sick and tired of being so hot and humid and blah, I did... Read More