Friday was a bad day. It hadn’t been, until someone unexpectedly phoned me from the MS clinic, and the conversation sent me into an emotional tailspin thanks to PTSD issues. It probably didn’t help that I was 70 hours into a mimicked fast and had just started my period. I was hangry, crampy, and when …
The last few weeks have been fantastic. I’m hopeful that I’m finally recovering from this MS relapse. I’ve done two fasting mimicking cycles in three weeks (see my post about it here) and I feel really good. I had leg heaviness for six months that made stairs really hard. It resolved a few weeks ago, …
While I wait for the provincial healthcare system to get its act together, I’m trying a new fasting protocol to try and improve my symptoms. I’m still waiting to have my MRI re-booked. I had an MRI booked for June. It was requested urgently in November of last year and finally granted for June. Cuz, …
I love taking photos of abandoned homesteads and other old sites. One of my favourite past-times was taking road trips all over Alberta. I’d hit the rural back roads to see what abandoned sites I could fine. Recently my husband and I had to take a road trip South to make a delivery. On the …
It’s not a typo, I absolutely meant to type lesions. Glorious, glorious central nervous system lesions. And I’m a little mad about it. I had a phone appointment with my new neurologist from the MS clinic yesterday. They were really nice but that didn’t stop the hyperventilating panic attack once I hung up. I already …
If I see one more “Step out of your comfort zone” or “Growth happens at the end of your comfort zone” meme during this pandemic, I might just smack someone with my cane. How about, work on being a little less tone-deaf? Here’s the thing: NOBODY is in their comfort zone right now, unless they …
I’m trying to keep my mindset positive while living with multiple sclerosis. Not so much that I’ve found a silver lining about MS (I don’t think there is one) but just finding little things every day that are good. I’ve had six months of rough days. Mentally rough, physically rough, emotionally rough. It’s so hard …
More people need to learn the art of saying nothing, in my opinion. I get that people want to be nice. Supportive. They want to say something, anything, to make a situation better. This post is just some food for thought and how I feel about my particular disease. I’m not trying to speak for …
Today started out pretty rough but I didn’t go on a rampage or end up arrested, so I guess that’s a positive. And I turned it around, too. I even surrendered and used my cane after months of resistance, but we’ll get to that. Firstly, I didn’t sleep well. It took forever to fall asleep, …
Slowing down to smell the roses wasn’t my choice. Thanks to Madoff, the lesion on my pons, I can’t walk quickly anymore, move quickly, get up quickly…I have to do everything slowly, only as fast as the signals can get past my brain lesion. Some days are worse than others. Today, I was feeding Calvin. …
