More than 13 years ago, Dan compared living with Multiple Sclerosis to running straight ahead on the football field. After another weekend of yelling at the TV, he realizes the philosophy still holds.
Meeting coworkers in person for the first time made me wonder what they'd think of the physical effects of Multiple Sclerosis. What happened instead taught me an unexpected lesson about identity, relationships, and the people who truly know us.
When Jennifer and I launched the podcast for A Couple Takes on MS, we hoped it would spark honest conversations about life with Multiple Sclerosis, caregiving, advocacy, and marriage. We did not expect it to become such an important part…
The other day, I walked into a room and stopped. Not because I needed something but because I couldn’t remember why I was there. Does this ever happen to you? Moments like that—those little lapses in memory—happen to everyone, but…
‘I didn’t set out to become a caregiver.’ Like a lot of people, I stepped into the role of a caregiver because it was needed. Because it was part of loving someone. Quite honestly, there wasn’t another option. My wife,…
Three inches is roughly the width of a standard smartphone. Not a big deal, right? Sure, three inches is somewhat insignificant, that is, until you start talking about surgery and a caregiving relationship. It. Is. Monumental. That’s the length of…
Today marks nine days since Dan’s hernia surgery. From my perspective, he is healing like a champ. Each day he is a little steadier, a little stronger, and a little more himself. His pain is easing and watching his body…
A personal essay on caregiving, marriage, and living with MS — exploring the quiet dance partners learn through trust, love and daily practice.
I’ve realized after 25+ years living with Multiple Sclerosis that some of the hardest battles are the ones no one sees. And Jennifer and I both understand the challenges of managing the invisible symptoms of MS: fatigue, numbness, balance problems,…
Multiple Sclerosis has taken a lot from me over the past 25 years. I mean, I could’ve let that be the end of the story when it slowly stole essential things like feeling in my fingers and toes. But instead,…