The following is an open letter to zombies. This cultural phase has long run its course. It is time to move on to something more constructive. It is time for all zombies to take a good look at themselves and have some pride. Dear zombies, Enough already. Your show has ended. Halloween has …
It pains me to admit since my MS diagnosis in ’96—-I am different. REALLY? How did you come to that conclusion, Einstein? Was it the wheelchair? Rollator? Hand controls on your car? Or was it the half dozen canes scattered throughout the house & garage? No no no, of course I am different physically…heavier, flabbier, …
Topic ideas. Not worthy of a post on their own but enough ideas & stupid stuff to lump together in what I call “Random Sh**.” Ready? Let’s begin… Bread Ties Of all the problems in our world today it seems petty to bicker about bread ties, but here goes. Some days I …
So smarty pants, you think you know everything about MS, huh? Well we will just see about that as My Odd Sock presents “A or B,” a first-of-its-kind multiple choice examination. “A or B” compares images of both modern science to multiple sclerosis in a brain-busting, free-for-all challenge. Grab your cheaters…and a pencil. Let …
The haiku (High-Koo) is a Japanese form of poetry. Only seventeen syllables total in three lines of five, seven and five syllables each. (My kind of quick read.) Haikus are fun to compose so I thought I would come up with a few that pertain to life with multiple sclerosis. Hope you enjoy. …
It doesn’t take much to make a difference. One small act of kindness. But on this particular day who was helping whom? It was a typical hot & humid, dog-day of summer…and I was panting. I eased the car into a spot at the grocery store and began unfolding my limp body from the …
The fortune cookie is the most anticipated part of a Chinese meal. The cookie-part sucks, honestly. It’s the paper fortune inside that we seek most. The message usually leaves us scratching our head for meaning, but often is worth sharing with our table mates. Some folks even keep their fortune, tucking them away in …
Anger. The force within. What is it? Where does it come from? Why does it exist? I’ve had multiple sclerosis pert near 23 years now and still my anger can boil over like noodles on a stove. I might not have the energy to lift my dead foot over a two-inch threshold, yet …
A product’s name is everything. It can fuel its success or drown its failure. That’s why companies spend oodles of money on research and product development to get a name juuuuust right. They gather focus groups. They nudge & nitpick for impressions, thoughts & motivations. They pour over test market results to learn what …
Just zip the bag closed. Hmm, easier said than done, right? Whether you have MS fumble-fingers or the dexterity of a Vegas blackjack dealer, the recloseable Ziploc bag has frustrated many. In fact, Borge Madsen, the Danish inventor who first dabbled with plastic zippers back in 1951, is STILL trying to close one of …
