Straight ahead! (with MS)

I’m going to gripe about the same thing each time I watch a football game. Jennifer knows this. She just smiles and lets me gripe. Usually she chimes in to acknowledge she understands why I’m cursing the current stupid running back, wide receiver or kick returner. “Straight ahead!” Jennifer repeats as though she’s my pigskin parrot. “Stick your head down and go forward!” I don’t know if she does this because she agrees with me or because she wants me to feel I’m not alone. This drives me crazy: Athletes on college scholarships or professional payrolls who...

Mind if we play through?

I enjoy that even with the challenges Jennifer and I face in living with MS, every day life is everyday life. The effects of these challenges  – including everything from her inability to walk to my constantly numb hands and feet – merely are par for our courses of this disease. It’s as though we are looking right at MS and asking, “Mind if we play through?” But we never stop to see if it’s granting us permission. We just tee it up and drive ourselves down the next fairway of our life together. Sure, there are plenty of sand traps, trees, doglegs,...

How we roll

I don’t think we want to have MS today. We’re too busy. Oh sure, my hands burn with numbness, and I’m sure Jennifer has her own issues. Going to bed at 11 p.m. and getting up at 3:30 in the morning will have a negative impact on even the healthiest of people. But don’t tell us that we both have Multiple Sclerosis and should take it easy; that our bodies need a lot of rest. I’m incredibly busy at work coordinating communication plans for some big projects, such as Retired Army General Colin Powell speaking on Central Michigan University’s campus Jan. 24, and...

Shaken, not stirred

My, how things change when you’re battling a chronic illness that literally and figuratively is inside your head. I went to Central Michigan University’s indoor track today and ran. For a couple laps. I ran three. Walked three. Ran four. Walked three. Ran four. Walked two. Nineteen laps total. Nine times around the track equals one mile. But, until today, I never used to count the laps. I always had counted the minutes … and the miles. Last year in January I was showing up at the track – it’s where I usually run throughout the cold and icy winter months – and...

Forget the glass. Look for the silver!

To some people the glass is half empty. To others it’s half full. Then there are others who have the drive to say, “This isn’t the drink that I ordered,” and send the proverbial glass back for a new one. Which person are you? I’ve always considered myself an optimist who finds the best in the worst. Glass half full, right? The other day I poured myself a bowl of cereal and when I went to the refrigerator, I quickly discovered the milk had expired the day before that other day. Rather than thinking this unfortunate turn of events damned the next 15 hours of...

Help ‘Challenge MS’

Less than two weeks ago, we learned about a group of local people preparing to undertake the unthinkable to fight Multiple Sclerosis. They are going to ride their bikes from Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina, to Mt. Pleasant, Michigan, in an ambitious endeavor to raise awareness and $20,000 to help fight MS. We, along with our friend and local MS self-help group leader Cathy, were invited to attend a recent Challenge MS fundraising event, and we couldn’t be more touched and excited by their efforts. It is our pleasure to feature this guest post by Melissa Kane – one of the...