Thursday, February 5, 2009


Today is foggy... not outside... but inside my head. My neurologist calls it 'MS Mud'... that foggy muck that my thoughts and actions have to battle through some days just to get to the surface.

I live in one of the sunniest places in the world and there are still days when the world seems gray... days when everything seems weighted down by dozens of tiny anchors. Motion seems delayed by seconds.... thoughts require a head start to form. My daughter says "I'm still trying to get used to you having days like this. It isn't you."

She's right. It isn't me. It's MS. And tomorrow, I pray, the fog will clear and once again the real me will be able to come out to play.

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