Why I should be a brainiac, but I’m not
It happened again. Just when I attempted to maximise my brain, it decided to take over and run the show. It’ll be fun, it said. But, it was so not pretty. Not even by a long mile. With so much physical pain and hence collected a fair amount of neurology-related knowledge due to life with MS, I should be a brainiac. Yet, I am not.
You will survive!
To this day, 13 years post-diagnosis, I am still prone to having conscious/unconscious battles. I am past the "woe is me" period that tried to knock me sideways at first, but I still have pacing issues that lay bare any ineffectiveness I attribute to myself.
MS News: January 2018
Your monthly MS news is back after spending a few months in the cooler. It will continue as before, with highlights, news on research and clinical trials as well as lifestyle, diet and mental and emotional health. If you found an article you want to add to this post, please let me know. Highlight! 5 Tips Managing Cold and Flu Season with MS A UCL Special Grand Round: Recent Advances in Multiple Sclerosis Predicting MS in Patients With Clinically Isolated Syndrome: MAGNIMS vs McDonald Criteria Online Video Aims to Show How ‘Invisible’ Disabilities Affect Lives Video on Invisible Disabilities Breaks Down Barriers and Helps Make Connections Research in Ireland Five leading Irish-based researchers to share SFI prize of €7m Two Trinity Researchers Among Five Winners of €7m in Funding
The story in all of us
MS is a mere aspect, label or classification. My story is therefore not one of heroism or tragedy, satire or drama, cheap thrills or grandeur. Showing up for myself in my own life means taking responsibility for the good and the bad while also trying to achieve goals I set myself for 2018.
Happy 2018!
Happy New Year!
Where is my left cheek?!
Trigeminal neuralgia feels like a vicious affair, and it is still hard to know who came first, TN or MS. Being a lover of Shakespearean drama, they would tell you they arrived around the same time.
MS, Inc.
Perhaps losing my only sibling over a decade ago recreated the perspective on life I once held. It poured resilience into a mind that required to be strengthened for the many years ahead. Hope became the antidote to being tired of always being sick and tired.
