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Why a Flu Shot Is More Important Than Ever This Year

Labor Day has come and gone here in the U.S. Now, flu season has arrived in the Northern Hemisphere. This isn’t the novel coronavirus we’ve been fighting all year. It’s the regular seasonal flu virus that’s knocking on our door again. Each year, some people with multiple sclerosis (MS)…

5 Surprising Ways to Stay Cool Without an Air Conditioner

People outside the U.K. might not understand this column, but thatā€™s OK. Not long ago, we had an entire week with temperatures over 30 degrees Celsius (86 F) in most parts of the country. We donā€™t have air conditioning here in the U.K., because normally it is hot only…

Finding Soul Food in a Butterfly’s Visit

I donā€™t know about you, but these last few months have been rough. Like, I-want-to-crawl-under-my-weighted-blanket-with-a-hot-water-bottle-clutched-to-my-midsection-and-listen-to-Chopinā€™s-“Nocturnes”-on-an-endless-loop rough. Lifeā€™s just like that sometimes, especially when you have multiple sclerosis. Ever since the pandemic started, things have only gotten more challenging. Now, we have the added stress of illness, working from home (if…

What Does ‘ENabled Warrior’ Mean to You?

After I received my diagnosis of multiple sclerosis, my nurse handed me a leaflet explaining how to tell those at my workplace I’m “DISabled,” and what that means, and another leaflet explaining how to claim DISability benefits. The thing is,…

How Much Caffeine Are You Consuming?

Your alarm sounds at 7 a.m.Ā  You grunt, smash the snooze button, and turn over. Ten minutes later, your alarm sounds again.Ā  You smash snooze.Ā  And repeat another five times.Ā  Eventually, you reach for your phone with a…

What’s Haiku With You?

I donā€™t know about you, but most mornings my brain feels like itā€™s full of hyperactive gerbils. This could be my multiple sclerosis, or it could be pandemic brain fog. Either way, I understand that song by The Police in a brand new (and very real) way these…

I Give the L300 Go a Mixed Review

I’ve been walking with the Bioness L300 Go for about eight months, so it’s time to update everyone on how things are going. The L300 Go is a functional electrical stimulator (FES) that helps counter my foot drop. MS has damaged the nerve that carries the message telling my…

Sailing Beyond Fear With SPMS

I grew up sailing the San Francisco Bay. My summers were spent in sailing school. My fatherā€™s daughter, I loved being on the water. There was no place more peaceful or exhilarating. That serenity turned to turbulence one cold and foggy day. While speeding downwind, our boat broached. The…

A Simple Hack to Access Better Treatment by Doctors

ā€œWhat was the date of your last relapse?ā€ the neurologist asked while peering over her glasses at me.Ā  I stared back blankly and then shrugged with a sheepish smile. I knew the year but couldnā€™t remember the exact date because it was seven years ago!…

Relapse, Relapse, Relapse, Profanity, Relapse

Maybe I should have called this one “Short and Sharp 2.” Yes, I’ve had another relapse, following my last one in May. I can no longer clean my own tail, and the present regime is literally to “s**t the bed!” I’m using a lot of exclamation points here,…

Could a Tongue Stimulator Help to Improve Your Walking?

The idea doesn’t seem very appealing to me, but a company is seeking approval from the U.S. Food and Drug Administration (FDA) for a product that might help people with MS walk better by mildly stimulating the tongue. The portable neuromodulation stimulator (PoNS) is a flat…

Being Freed by Who I Am

Every few days, I go out to our Little Free Library and change the messages on the two side walls, which are covered in chalkboard paint. One of my missives reads: ā€œMy ā€˜summer bodyā€™ plans didnā€™t work out, but Iā€™m killing my reading list. Take that, 2020!ā€ And itā€™s…

It Was a Lazy Sunday Afternoon ā€” Not!

It all started on the hottest day of the year here in the U.K. My phone said it was 99 F. An old friend was coming over, and my youngest son, Jack, had kindly cleared a route to the garden. So, when she arrived, I took the route. We all…

‘Crip Camp’: Disability Looking Me Right in the Eye

In early July, I wrote a column about Disability Pride Month. It’s not for me, I said. I questioned the word “pride” and asked whether we need a special month to advocate for a more inclusive world. Several people commented on that column ā€” some supported my thoughts, while…

The Mouth That Roared and Roared

Strap in: This is not going to be a fun one. Even less so for me ā€” though I’m writing this under the sort of drug load that Jack Kerouac and Hunter S. Thompson would have been proud of! Not for fun (or dependence!) but for survival. “Since TNĀ is…

Lemtrada and COVID-19: To Treat or Not to Treat?

Like others these days, I’m worried about COVID-19. In fact, I’m probably more worried than some. I’m old, I have MS, and I’ve been treated with the disease-modifying therapy Lemtrada (alemtuzumab) ā€” a trifecta of potential trouble. Lemtrada suppresses part of the immune system. It’s one of the…

A Dog’s Love in a World of MS

I am staring at my golden retriever, Abby, as she sleeps on the lawn, the afternoon sun dancing through her fur. Lying so still, she is encapsulated in a golden glow. I glance at her chest and am reassured by its rhythmic rise and fall. Abby is 10, and…

Managing Expectations on Your Wedding Day

Rose petal confetti ā€” made from the roses my dad had given me a few days before ā€” rained down as the people I cared about most in the world cheered.Ā  “Congratulations!” came from all around as family and friends pulled me in for a hug. My legs,…