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Now over 3000 m we started to see yaks..and lots of them taking up gear and supplies throughout the mountains. Incredible beasts.
Taken by Aaron McCourtie
Terri Najmolhoda, Kerri Larkin. Photo by Tony Powell. 2014 Women on the Move Luncheon. Marriott Wardman Park. April 30, 2014
People living with Multiple Sclerosis in the Pacific Northwest will soon have access to one fo the largest healthcare centers focusing on the autoimmune disorder in the U.S. The Center opens in April 2012 at Swedish/Cherry Hill campus in the Jefferson Tower.
(www.mudrun.ie)
is a different kind of challenge that will leave you dirty, muddy and SMILING. It’s a fun event for people of all fitness levels from serious athletes to first-timers – all you need is a sense of adventure!
Charity | Irelands first ever Mud Run is being organized in aid of Multiple Sclerosis Society of Ireland (www.ms-society.ie)
May 1, 2011
Furman University
Photos by Cox Photography (http://coxphotography.net/). Thank you Patrick Cox!
MRI image of my brain - light patches evidence of inflammation in the white matter caused by multiple sclerosis
My boyfriend surprised me by putting up a Happy Birthday sign in our apartment. I actually got emotional because no one has ever done that for me before.
My Mom was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis on my 17th birthday. That day, I stayed home for nearly six hours while my parents were at the neurologists’ office getting the results of her MRI. That day, they canceled my birthday dinner plans and gave me my gifts in passing. The day was a blur.
After that, my birthday wasn't so much ignored, but a reminder of what happened. Even though the MS wouldn't affect her until February 14th of the following year (yet another holiday with bitter feelings), July 31st was the day it began.
I ended up planning my own birthdays, making my own special birthday dinner, and for a few years, ordered my own gifts on behalf of my parents. I often had to remind them it was coming up. It didn't make for the best memories. My birthday was no longer a cause for celebration and I was OK with that after a while.
When I began going out with my boyfriend, I was taken aback that we began actually celebrating my birthday and the day truly became my own. I'm still "confused" by it and often don't know how to react. Hearing him say, “Whatever you want. It’s your birthday” still brings a tear to my eye.
So a simple sign like that on the wall can really put me over the emotional edge.