Update: I am also going to make myself a special Official MS Badge for when I need to "pull out the MS card." I have a feeling you will know what I mean. Too tired to go for a walk with my family? Pull out the MS card. Too hot to leave the house and others are trying to make you? Let me get my card. Forgot to get that ice cream again? I have a card for that too.
One of my favorite recent comments came from Braincheese herself, of course. She said she would tell me to join the club but I am already a card carrying member. This got the rusty wheels in my head turning and I decided I need to make myself a membership card. I am going to get a picture of me, sitting crooked -- because I have that body dismorphia (right term?) where I have a hard time figuring out exactly how to sit on stuff -- and put on a fabulous, ridiculous wig and maybe even include my arms at their strange angles they like to take and put it on my own card. I have visions of attending all the MS events this year with my card in hand, to prove that I am one of them. When I get it finished I will post it on here. I know I have said this before but it is worth repeating: The best gift MS gave me is the freedom from caring what others think of me. I let that liability go a long time ago, and I have never regretted it. Now, others who are with me may not agree that it has been a blessing but, you guessed it, I don't care.