Posts tagged with: bethytired

Did ya ever feel like the Universe is trying to tell you something?

Before recent years, I would have told you transformations are my jam. I mean, one look at pictures of me through the years and my hair proves my point. I... Read More

Tripping on rugs, physical therapy, rollators, ridiculous dew points and epiphanies

My head has been a rocky place lately. I just completely randomly remembered a line from one of my favorite movies ever, Raising Arizona: “Edwina’s insides were a rocky place... Read More

I’m an acrobat, y’all

I try to avoid everything I write sounding like an out and out bitch fest, I really do, but I seem to fail at this more often than I succeed... Read More

Karl Lagerfeld Saved My Life

This was going to be a post about physical therapy and my early experiences trying to regain some strength, coordination and balance at a local outpatient Rehabilitation Hospital. It was... Read More

The spaces in between…part deux

I’ve written before about the spaces in between. What I mean by that is when you are newly diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, your life starts to be marked by major... Read More

The only way out is through

I promised myself when I started this blog that I would never sugarcoat anything. I wouldn’t self-censor, edit or make my story anything other than the raw truth and nothing... Read More

You’re not going to believe this…or maybe you will?

Guess what? Oh I’m not really going to make you guess. There is a really simple reason why I’ve been feeling like giant bag of crapola these last few weeks.... Read More

I’m still here

It’s been a while, huh? Life has gotten in the way of my writing. So much life! Life with MS, on top of that. Most of you know that I... Read More

The Saga Continues

For those just catching up… Your heroine had a shitty post-Ocrevus infusion week and has been feeling even more weak, immobile and hot-messy since last Monday. She waited a full... Read More

Adventures in modern medicine: I do NOT have a UTI

It gets so frustrating some days. You go to bed each night thinking, “Tomorrow. Tomorrow is going to be the day I wake up feeling more normal. It’s gotta be... Read More