One of the best parts of writing for the MS Connection blog is reading the comments that readers leave. Yes, you read that right. Sites like this are some of the few places, it appears, on the internet where the “don’t read the comments” rule doesn’t seem to apply. I read every single comment that …
The holidays can be a difficult time for those living with MS. Some of us struggle with travel, or with the reminder that relationship dynamics change, and having to work double time to keep symptoms in check during flu and party seasons.So with the start of the new year, it’s the perfect time for reflection, to gather …
I’ll never forget him in his ill-fitting trench coat and his cartoonish large head towering over us, just a bunch of wide-eyed, snot-covered children at Tonawanda Elementary School. His name was Officer McGruff, the Crime Dog. He pointed his furry finger at us while an accompanying, un-costumed police officer warned us against the dangers of …
My nemesis, the alarm clock, is shouting at me, urgently notifying me that it’s time to leap out of bed and go to work for the day. My eyes snap open. I can see! Without thinking at all about it, I contract the appropriate muscles in my side and my arm to slap the snooze …
Ugh. I’m doing it again. I’m limping from my car to the entrance of a grocery store. I’m tired after being on my feet all day, so I opted to use my accessible parking placard after circling a full parking lot three times, to no avail. But the limping is fake. Why do I feel this is dramatic display …
it's only a bruise. 