It's just that if I think about keeping a journal, then I feel like a freakin' hypochondriac, you know? I'm trying my best to forget about this stupid disease...you know, "Mind is the builder." Or "positive thoughts heal."

So, I try not to think about it...but then, if I try to ignore the sxs, it's just like my golden retriever when he wants to play when I'm reading the paper. Nudge the arm...bring ten toys over and put them on my lap...shake his head...stare at me...growl. "I want attention."
I think my dog is MS in fur... can't ignore either, or they'll bug you to death...