That's why there hasn't been a truly original post in weeks and weeks.
Multiple Sclerosis can be managed, but cannot be cured. That, too, is a game of reacting, not living.
Every time I try to live, the MS gets in the way. When I properly manage the MS, there is little time for living, and none for living free.
It is the middle of summer and I eagerly await the return of cooler, wetter days. The Dog Days are also Ragweed Days, when many of us wake with stuffy, achy heads, dry cough, and runny eyes and noses. Even my teeth hurt.
Funny story: my teeth hurt so bad one summer, I finally made an emergency visit with the doctor. He looked at my teeth and (I think) took an xray.
Diagnosis: swollen sinuses. That will be $50.00, thank you.
Right now I am preparing to take 4mg of chlorpheniramine maleate, the second of six I will need today. That is on top of 10mg of cetirizine hydrochloride. Neither medicine will elevate my blood pressure. There are also two forms of fluticasone proprionate to juggle. I will still need acetaminophen to help me sleep at noon and later at midnight.
And despite all our best efforts, the albuterol inhaler is getting a workout.
Doesn't sound very spontaneous, does it?