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Seeing Double, and Iā€™m Not Even Drunk!

I only had my glasses for two years, yet reading anything on my phone was now nigh impossible. Still, it did cure my Facebook and Twitter addiction. Yer, yer, Iā€™m old. (Iā€™m 64, you know.) Sure, Iā€™ve written this before ā€” surely thatā€™s a free pass for us aged folk.

How Paw-fect Pets Improve Life With Chronic Illness

Having grown up in the countryside, I’ve been around animals my entire life. We always had dogs and cats, and I learned how to ride horses. It was tranquil and storybook. When I left home to take a trip or attend university, I experienced a void only the animals in…

The Heat Is On: Coping With PPMS and High Temperatures

Oh, brother, itā€™s hot! How hot? Well, my thermometer hit ā€œare you kidding meā€ levels. My experience with primary progressive multiple sclerosis (PPMS) has taught me that an 0.5-degree rise in body temperature is enough to cause a shutdown. Allow me to explain what itā€™s like when my…

Can MS, Medical Marijuana, and Guns Safely Coexist?

It seems to me from my anecdotal observations that a fair number of people living with multiple sclerosis (MS) have a gun. When I wrote about the issue a few years ago, I discovered that more people than I expected had both a gun and MS. Additionally, many…

A Big Step Forward: Using Public Transportation With MS

As anyone with chronic illness knows, leaving the house requires planning. Thereā€™s much more to think about than what’s visible, especially if you’re relying on public transport. In the days preceding last week’s appointment with my multiple sclerosis (MS) nurse, I was contemplating just how long it’d been since…

Fighting Fire With Fire: The War Between Lemtrada and My MS

ā€œSo can you lift me up/ And turn these ashes into flames/ ‘Cause I have overcome/ More than words will ever say.ā€ ā€” Kate Voegele My relapsing-remitting multiple sclerosisĀ (RRMS) diagnosis stole my life from me. The reverberations of this unwelcome thunderbolt were astounding. Coming to terms with a…

Living With MS: ‘That Was the Week That Was’ Truly Awful

Monday Unlike Prince, my Monday wasnā€™t manic. It was barreling along quite sedately until my wife, Jane, casually noted, “Remember, youā€™ve got a dental appointment on Wednesday morning.” Er, no, I hadnā€™t remembered. It was somewhat churlish of me, as Iā€™d been waiting for this appointment for nigh on…