I searched for a name for my blog and all the good names were taken. I also found that every one of the blogs only had a few posts before they quit.
Was it because people were tired of the darker side? They were tired of reports of false cures and empty promises? And, no one cares about my aches and pains... they have their own. Maybe, just maybe, they want to hear something different.
I was surprised this morning. I was diagnosed with M.S. in 1986, twenty-six years ago. It has been with me every morning when I wake up and every evening when I go to bed.
