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Author Archives: Jamieson Wolf
Acceptance Is a Choice
Someone recently told me that acceptance was a choice. I had never actually thought of it that way. I was born with the Cerebral Palsy and didn’t have a choice. With the Multiple Sclerosis, it just happened and there was … Continue reading
Meet the Sidewalk
I just remember trying to step over the crack in the side walk. Before that step, I was walking fine, with confidence. I was being careful, taking my time. I was watching where I was going. I had done well … Continue reading
Two Kinds of Steps
There are days where I’m hardly bothered by the MS at all. I can walk with varying degrees of success. I can handle very flat surfaces and do pretty well getting around with minor balance issues. My muscles are tense … Continue reading
The Unknown Body and Human Kindness
I find that lately, it’s all about weight and balance. I have to be careful with what I put in my bag. I used to carry tons of stuff with me for the day: My iPad, my eReader, my Blackberry, … Continue reading
Before We Begin Again
See, here’s the thing. I just need to talk to someone. It’s as simple as that, really. I feel like my head is going to pop like that guy in Scanners. I never knew someone could keep so much in … Continue reading
Elephant Laughter
I do not trust my body as of late. My feet do not want to bear the weight of my body. Every step I take is a painful step, an awful step filled with needles and broken glass that kiss … Continue reading
Orchestra of my Body
I have been working too much lately. Days off are far and few between at the moment and I know that it is having an effect on my body. It is voicing its protest, vocal in its outrage. I can … Continue reading
The Beauty of Pain
I was born stubborn. Most people who know me know this (especially my Husband). I always insist on doing things my own way and forging on when others would have given up long ago. Walking to work has been painful … Continue reading
Humming Thrumming
I knew the day was going to be problematic when I was walking to work today. I started a new job and it is only ten minutes away from where I used to work. I figured, ten minutes! I can … Continue reading
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Blind Co-Worker
The other day at work, a co-worker stopped me. “You walk like I do.” He said. I looked at him cautiously. “And what way is that?” I asked. “You’re pigeon toed.” He said. “You must be rough on your shoes.” … Continue reading
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Two Steps at a Time 