I’ve just spent the bulk of the day in an infusion room.

I knew you’d ask what that is.

Well, it’s what it sounds like. A handful of people, all battling MS, sit in a room with intravenous needles dripping meds in their arms for a couple of hours. What fun !

Each of these folks have another thing in common. Some were diagnosed a while ago. Me, in 1983, but none of them really know just how effective this med is. The Docs and the drug companies are getting a bead on it, but it’s still a bit of a crap shoot.

One thing, however, is for sure. Some of the patients in this room are in a lot worse shape than I am, and I entered the room in a wheelchair! In fact, this infusion room is my consistent reminder of how well I’m doing… relatively, that is.

What is the old lyric ?

You’ve got to accentuate the positive. Eliminate the negative.