With multiple sclerosis, you and I both know what ails us can change from one day to the next. We are doing fine on Tuesday…but on Wednesday, we become a mime who doesn’t simply “feel” the wall–we run face first, smack-dab into it! Unfortunately, not only can our MS …
In baseball, we have the double play. There’s the double dip ice cream cone. We have my favorite gum “Dubble Bubble.” And today, My Odd Sock “gimps” with….. ….double canes! …
Sometimes, having multiple sclerosis can lead to some awkward social situations. And attending a recent party was no exception. The setting was a lot of people, loud music, in a small space—typically, the perfect scene for your average social animal. But add MS into the mix and you get the hijinks of a bad …
A Message from the Editor This edition of My Odd Sock has been rated “S” for “serious.” The usual low-brow humor has been replaced by a lot of wah-wah, belly-aching chit-chat and visions of the world’s smallest violin playing “My Heart Bleeds For You.” –Helen Eleanor Saggybags, …
What will you find in the My Odd Sock Mixed Bag? Who knows! Actually this mixed bag is a collection of various ideas I had about life with multiple sclerosis. They are simply blinks of an idea—not enough meat to serve as a main entree–so I just lumped them together in a pot luck …
Please enjoy this old My Odd Sock. The “Best of”…or “Worst of” if you will. Enjoy! It was time to invest in a new cane. My old one was a reliable partner, but it was beat-up and had alot of miles. The shiny-new 2010 models were out, so I shuffle-dragged myself to the …
The Swiss Army Knife. First introduced in 1859, this baby was the cat’s meow of knives! The Swiss Army Knife was decked out like a pimp’s Cadillac Coupe DeVille. It’s the McGyver of cutlery! Boasting not only a main blade and a smaller blade too…..plus, tweezers, a toothpick, corkscrew, can-opener, flat-head screwdriver, Phillips-head …
Enjoy this encore presentation of My Odd Sock! (Fancy talk, eh?) She wasn’t shy. Nor intimidated. She walked up to me and gingerly picked up my cane which was leaning against the table. “Don’t touch that” her mother said. It’s OK” I replied. “You can play with it” I said to the little …
Enjoy this repeat performance of an awkward moment of life with MS! My cane has become a necessary part of my daily attire. Like pants! Cane is quite reserved, never saying anything and has become a close friend I can lean on. But lately my relationship with my cane has scuffled (like …
