Hello Winter

Winter comes early and often times hard in Colorado. This week we've experienced a wide range of weather patterns from record highs on Monday to freezing and snow tonight and all through out tomorrow. It's all well and good, anyone who lives here knows to expect the unexpected from the weather.

As much fun as sitting by my window watching the first snow of the season can be, the drastic change in weather is aggravating some of my previously dormant MS issues. I have a feeling that no matter how far into remission I get, I will probably always experience some MS related issues that goes along with drastic changes in weather, especially from hot to cold. My body does not react well to sudden changes.

Good-Bye Dr. M

I do not like my current neurologist. Honestly I've never liked her; from the moment she first stepped into the exam room she and I didn't click. First she was judgmental about my weight, then indifferent to how I was feeling when it came to the pain and neuropathy, and finally she doesn't listen to my issues around the medication. The list can go on and on, but those are the main issues.

Now, you could ask why, if I never liked her, have I stayed with her practice for two years?

Good question... The answer would probably be that I don't like going to see doctors in general, so I've never really put too much effort in finding ones I like. Sometimes I'm lucky and I find a great doctor with out trying very hard, such as our family physician. Other times I'm indifferent because I will honestly avoid going to see a doctor, even one I like, unless it is absolutely necessary. I guess it didn't occur to me when I was first experiencing the MS symptoms that I would have to find a doctor I could live with for over the long haul, all I cared about at the time was figuring what was going on and how to stop it.

Getting my groove back

Back in winter 2010 when I had my massive relapse, we had to turn my art/writing room into a makeshift bedroom because at that time I was having issues getting up and down the stairs safely. We had to breakdown my work table and rearrange all the furniture to make room for a bed. I had to move most of my art supplies to the basement thinking that I wasn't going to be able to use them anymore. The whole thing was just depressing.