Posts tagged with: life with MS

That one time when I tried to rake my leaves?

It didn’t seem like much to ask. I mean, I did it last year and I somehow survived. My sister asked, incredulously, “You’re gonna use your spoons for THAT?” And... Read More

Keeping up with the…krazy

I’m not the easiest person to figure out lately. As a result of my current “situation” I’ve become somewhat of an interpersonal nightmare. Being my friend, right now? Not so... Read More

Something scary

I came home from work today, did my kitty chores (the feeding and the never ending scooping), changed out of my work clothes and prepared to do what I would... Read More

Today I learned about spoons

I spent the day managing legal processes and contracts. Not my favorite part of my job, but it kind of goes with the territory. When I could officially take no... Read More

All drugs are not created equal

Color me informed. Many of you know that I’ve recently started taking Provigil (modafinil) for my MS-related fatigue. The drug isn’t technically approved for this use. It is technically approved... Read More

Changing my mind about changing my thinking

My shrink, my beloved Cheryl, has been gently trying to help me accomplish the enormous task of changing my thinking. I mean, this isn’t a new idea. She’s been trying... Read More

My so-called perfectly curated Internet life

I’ve always been somewhat of a loner. Sometimes when I say that in front of people, they are aghast. Not you, Bethie! You’re not a loner. But it’s totally true.... Read More

MS might actually HAVE me, after all

Cheryl, my loyal and trusty therapist, announced today in our session that she thinks I’ve officially entered the anger phase of my MS mourning. I laughed out loud. I’ve felt... Read More

The daily Provigil balancing act

Learning the difference between feeling like I can do things and actually doing them and feeling the after effects is my current situation. Provigil makes me FEEL like I can... Read More

Remembering…me?

I had my second MRI today. It was generally uneventful. I laid inside of that tube with a towel over my eyes listening to the crazy banging and whining and... Read More