Behind the Bruise: What’s in a Name?

What's with that bandaged apple, anyway? I suppose I should've written about this earlier. Allow me to rewind a little bit. Hi. I'm Cat. I was diagnosed with MS in the summer of 2013, shortly following my 29th birthday. In those first 29 years, I'd managed to avoid broken bones, overnight hospital stays, stitches, allergies, and …

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Tales From The Sickbed: I Choose Tattoos

Happy Hump Day, everyone! How are you? Me? I'm still sick. That is, I keep getting sick, it seems while my immune system is recovering, but still vulnerable (Thanks, Rebif!). It's been over a month of cyclical sickness, punctuated by the normal post-injection "flu" (No, seriously...thanks, Rebif!). So, here I sit. My complexion: pallid. My eyes: glassy. My hair …

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