…by any other name is still a Tango. I was watching Dancing with the Stars the other night and several of the couples danced the Tango. It’s a sensual dance of passion and anger, of love and of hate. I giggled as I watched, thinking – of all things – that’s how I feel about [...]
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Maybe your monster lives in the closet, like the one my new buddy Trevis writes about. Maybe he lives at the end of the book, like mine does. Today’s monster is Mighty Relapse, and you won’t find him hanging out with the other monsters on Sesame Street. M.R., for short, is too ugly to live [...]
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The letters of the alphabet have taken on new meaning for me. Today I will learn more about the ABC (and R)’s of my DMD’s for this disease called M.S. Perhaps I’m in training for a role as the newest Superhero: Alphabet Girl.
The hubby and I meet with “our” neurologist this afternoon to peruse [...]
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Most Sundays, I devote my blog to the stories of others who let their Moonlight times inspire them to let the positive blossom from the negative. Today, I’m selecting one of my fellow M.S. bloggers to be recognized in the Sunshine.
Today’s focus is on M.S. Patient and Blogger Julie Baker of South Boston. Say [...]
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I can’t say I wasn’t warned. Lisa Emrich, of Brass and Ivory, certainly wasn’t the first to warn me about the M.S. “wall.” I’ve been warned by doctors and other patients for months now. But as I read Lisa’s comments on my article: Cherry Blossoms and Real Sunshine, I did take a moment’s pause. While I [...]
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As I surf the M.S. discussion boards, I cringe at patients’ stories about their doctors. I’m fortunate to have an M.S. Specialist I am happy with; in fact the hubby and I meet with her Monday to determine how we’ll proceed now that Copaxone has decided it doesn’t like my redheaded body. I have no [...]
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I’ve started a new list – a list of things I’ve learned since being diagnosed with M.S. I’ll share one of the items on the list today, mainly because it is fresh on my mind.
Since the diagnosis, I have learned that words are more than just a mixture of purposely framed letters. They have [...]
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I’m an only child. I always wanted a big brother. My husband would beg to differ, primarily because at one point when he was wooing me he told me maybe he was brought into my life to act as a “big-brother” instead of a paramour. I flipped out at him in protest. (I believe my [...]
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I love good advice and I received a terrific suggestion from several folks recently. I was lamenting about running out of un-viewed episodes of George Lopez as a means of comedic entertainment post-injection time. Several of my Sunshine friends recommended that the hubby and I try watching the hit comedy: Two and a Half Men. [...]
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My clumsy, wobbly new life has restricted my fun footwear options. We’ve talked about it before here in the Sunshine. It’s not that I can’t wear heels of any kind; I just can’t wear the pointy kind. I can get by with the square-block heel, as long as it isn’t more than 2.5 inches high. [...]
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