If I would have listened to my therapist and my body, and not tried to be “the woman that does everything,”
Welcome to my diary. Here I share my journey and life with multiple sclerosis (MS).
If I would have listened to my therapist and my body, and not tried to be “the woman that does everything,”
🗣My vag has gotten an interstim implant. I am now battery-operated, with the hope of having a properly functioning bladder 🥳.
To 2021, I will stumble, but I will not falter. This note is to remind myself and is a declaration to you, that through the cuts, bruises and busted lips I will get up, and try again.
I googled it. The common age for children to no longer wet the bed is between the range of 2 and 4. I am a full-ass, 6’1” adult.
PEEING in the bed? I don’t do that shit.
I find myself going to specialist appointments more than I would like, getting put on drugs that the majority of the time do not do a damn thing, all to try and help me manage my debilitating disease and its symptoms.
I noticed THIS humiliating symptom truly three months after being diagnosed.
Relapse music is above necessary when your legs become cement and stall you like a bug caught in the soap suds on the car window. Yes, feeling like you’ve f! up is an often thought. Good thing Apple Music is an air-pod away.
With my MS comes sensitivity to heat and lately acne—whiteheads, more blackheads, the works. These tools in my post are helpful as I repair my skin so that I can live “my best life” :).