If you know me at all, you know I don’t do it very often. I used to watch Grey’s Anatomy with the express intention of crying my eyes out because... Read More

‘Twas the night before infusion and all through the house, kitties were snoring and I was…chugging water so I could possibly have good veins tomorrow. Yeah. It doesn’t rhyme. But... Read More

I am so…off. I’m just off tonight. The fucking bathroom isn’t finished. I clogged my drain in the basement and have to get it snaked tomorrow. I have work coming... Read More

“I guess it’s all a matter of perspective. Yes, MS does change everything, but nearly everything was going to change anyway. Maybe it’s different change — it’s definitely more and... Read More

I keep seeing these things lately that say lofty things like, “this is the only life you get! Don’t waste it!” Or “life is happening out there – go grab... Read More

I am learning more and more about this cursed disease with each passing day. On one hand, I hate infusion day because there’s nothing quite so good at reminding you... Read More

Monday was kind of a relief after an activity-free weekend. I slept. I slept a lot. On one hand, it felt just like it was what I should be doing.... Read More