As I learn more about this disease they call M.S. and its innate ability to strike fair-skinned people, most of whom are women, I began to wonder about the existence of scientific research as it relates to redheads and medical conditions. More on that later, but first let me provide a little background on what life is like - as a redhead. It... Read more
I'm guessing all M.S. patients ask themselves this question at one point in time. My first question, when we started exploring whether or not I had the MonSter was "Do you die from M.S.?" I now know that the answer is "No!" Somewhere along the way, I asked one doctor or the other if I was going to end up in a... Read more
My ego is bruised and so is my tummy. It's been a crazy few days in Casa de Fabrizio. It all began on Monday evening when I completed my daily injection routine. It was tummy night and apparently I must have injected too close to my belly button. The good news is that I now have verifiable proof that there really are muscles in my pooch... Read more
December 17th was my dad's 68th birthday. It's only taken 39.5 years and a diagnosis of M.S. for me to finally relate to my father. I mean, really relate - on a peer-to-peer level. I visited my folks to celebrate his birthday. During the afternoon, as we sat in the living room, my dad told me a story. He pointed at the front window,... Read more
I finally have a good explanation for what's been going on in my brain and more importantly, an even better description of what I'm doing to treat it. As I often say, I'm not a doctor (nor do I play one on TV). This is one laywoman's description of M.S. and of my personal treatment with Copaxone. It's the best way yet that... Read more