World MS Day 2025: What I would tell my newly diagnosed self
Within your diagnosis lies the potential for transformation; it can either forge our strength or test our resolve, shaping us in profound ways. Mine was no different. Find out what I would tell my newly diagnosed self twenty years ago.
Meet my new MS guru: a Beagle puppy!
The best disease-modifying treatment for multiple sclerosis might just happen to arrive in the form of a lively puppy, complete with a wagging tail, furry paws, and a wet nose ready to patrol your central nervous system.
Is Multiple Sclerosis its own worst enemy?
MS doesn’t concern itself with how long your bucket list is. It adds unexpected chapters to your story where you didn’t want any, and it’s up to us to fill these pages advocating for our own new normals, even when we feel ill-equipped.
COVID-19: Show healthcare professionals some respect!
This is not the theory of relativity, but a theory of morality. By protecting yourself you are saving others
Top 10 MS support pages on Facebook
Searching for a Facebook support page for people with MS? Look no further!
But you don’t look sick!
We have all been there, at the receiving end of ignorance and unwillingness to understand what life with an invisible illness is like. 2018 Winner Best Blog Post with ‘3443 Needles’, Blog Awards Ireland, Ashville Media Group, Dublin, Ireland ◾ MyTherapyApp: Multiple Sclerosis Blogs: 10 of the Best in 2019 ◾ Ireland Blog Awards: Finalist 2014, 2015, 2017 ◾ MyTherapyApp: Best MS Blog for Simplicity 2018 ◾ Everyday Health: Top 10 MS Blog of 2018 ◾ Feedspot: Top 50 MS Blog 2017, 2018, 2019 © Willeke Van Eeckhoutte and Ireland, Multiple Sclerosis & Me, 2011-2019. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Willeke Van Eeckhoutte and irelandms.com with…
#strongerthanms with MS Ireland
“So, how’s the book,” friends often ask me. “Oh, it’s getting there,” I joke. “I’ve finished one page, the one with the title and my name!” I don’t lack the ambition to keep on writing, but I have an overabundance of low energy levels, so I must ask people to use their patience… patiently when dealing with me. Like all cowards, the illness I write about lurks in the dark within my central nervous system, and it sometimes rises to the surface in unflattering ways. My body does a good job in concealing it for now, but every so often I worry about it rising to the surface and staying there… permanently.
