I didn’t file a column last week due to medical reasons.
It’s a perfect excuse for a patient columnist — we don’t need a dog to blame for eating our homework. The multiple sclerosis dog is more than happy to put us on the floor; in my case, even three of my limbs still work.
Now, I really don’t want to write about the following, but as I’ve committed to a relatively honest diary of living with MS, I can’t avoid it.
Be warned: It’s a sh*t subject!
Just when I think I’m on top of an MS problem, it bites me in the behind. In this case, literally.
Along with urinary tract infections, it’s been the bane of my life. MS seems to really enjoy hitting me below the belt!
I thought that the worst was over when I started using the Peristeen anal irrigation system. Then one weekend, it failed, sending me into a tailspin. I’ve found too many easy puns associated with this subject. Hey, it needs the light relief! (Stop it.)
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