I'm forever doing wee internal reviews, in my noggin'(head). My wife calls this obsessing. I call this "making use of ma zoomy heid". Namely my heid won't stop. "Rather than getting upset, plan yir next move, Keith" And so it has been in circumnavigating this dying marble, at 19yoa, all the while thinking my "tea was oot" (thought I was dying, from 6y11m). I didnt think, I'd be here, is the shortened guff,or to even be diagnosed with a life changing scary dx. "Pffft" I knew, eventually, that this pish wasn't a disease. It doesn't scare me. Never has done. My disease goes woop woop(techno is a daily, deflection, some would say) and not wooooo,omg,wawa. Reasoning is , its no a feckin disease. . . . Now I'm aim, target, achieve=closure. Im fluxxed to fuck. As it stands I'm pissing on what we, think we know of MS, which should be called COB for CollapsedOccipitalBone. Im using the medi...
How to own MS, my way. Ive been dealing with MS for 43 year. Ive lived the cause. I've lived the result. Supplements are your friend.