Posts filed under: mobility aids

Be like the water, Bethy

In my mind, it was the Buddha or some entity much more spiritual and lofty who told me, and you and everyone else, to be like the water. But it... Read More

This becomes a book review…I promise

When I first moved into my current house, about a year or so after my husband died when we were both 30, I found myself in a strange spot. I... Read More

On being a functional ambulator

I’m sitting here looking at friends’ pictures on Instagram of their super fun long holiday weekend plans, thinking about my family who have gathered at my niece’s new house for... Read More

I have a hot date for Valentine’s Day

Well. He really isn’t that hot per se. He is a rather twee little man who wears very slim trousers that stop about 3 inches above his ankles with a... Read More

Dreams

In my dreams I can walk. It’s funny because I’m aware that it’s a surprising fact, while I’m dreaming, meaning to say that it’s not like I’m dreaming of my... 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

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

On the road again

My second road trip for business in two weeks. It’s been rather non-stop on the work front for weeks now. Earlier in the week I had to cancel my PT... Read More

I’m a lying liar

I’ve told you this so many times I can’t really even count them. I could go back through past posts and notate specifically how many times I’ve explained how much... Read More
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