Late last year, I posted about so-called occupational hazards, issues that crop up for many MS diagnosees who undertake paid (or unpaid) employment. Thank you to all who responded: it has been very illuminating to read about other people’s experiences, particularly regarding whether or not to disclose.
As responsible parents in the 21st century, we never swear in front of our kids. (Ok I just lied. We try as hard as possible to minimise their exposure.) Thankfully, while they do happily parrot back some sayings that make me cringe, we appear to have succeeded in keeping them sheltered from most vulgar sayings.
It’s occurred to me, on more than one occasion that the majority the general population don’t really know much about MS or the theories about what causes it. And why would they – I certainly didn’t know myelin from your-lin in my pre-MS days. So, in order to remedy this situation, I have put together a few descriptions to answer the “what causes MS” question.
Previously I have posted on nutrition and MS disease management. Researching that was, quite frankly, fairly fruitless in terms of yielding conclusive results. (On the plus side, it means I feel absolutely no remorse about my “everything in moderation” diet.
This time last year I was still reeling from the new diagnosis. New Year’s Day came and went without a second thought to resolutions, either lofty or less ambitious. However after the proverbial dust settled, over the course of 2015, I turned my attention inwards and spent some time contemplating new goals.
For our family, we are ending this year in a much more settled state than how we started it. That being said, in the aftermath of Christmas, it feels like we are not so much coasting as stumbling towards the finishline of 2015. Rather than attempting to craft something overly intellectual, I feel oddly compelled to provide an overview of my favourite posts from this year.
It’s that time of year that many of us send out Christmas epistles, updating friends and family on the events and adventures of the prior 12 months (plus allowing every parent an opportunity to showcase cute photos of our adorable offspring).
Recently, my co-blogger Amber acknowledged her six year anniversary of her diagnosis-date. My own one year D-Day anniversary took place earlier this month, and while I too need no excuse to eat cake, I have chosen a different way to recognise the occasion. Let's parody on, folks...