As a Multiple Sclerosis patient, it has become necessary for me to reinvent myself. I have ... and continue to ... refuse to lie down and die, or in this case, follow the normally prescribed drugs and treatments that do nothing to defeat my disease. I am not only surviving by pursuing alternatives, I am thriving. I do the things specialists told me I would never be able to do. I walk and hope to one day even run regularly. I retain my cognitive and creative abilities for the pleasure of my readers. Although you may never see me on my daily walk, you are welcome to read my novel(s) and in doing so, come to ask yourself, "How can the 'out of the box' protocol she has followed, help my loved one with an autoimmune disease like Multiple Sclerosis?"

What to do with the Snow and Cold...

I ducked behind the corner of the porch but continued laughing and dodging too much to note any difference in my surroundings ... until a snowball hit glass with a hollow thump. I glanced around to discover why the expected crack of glass hadn't followed. A Jeep sat parked several feet away. The snowball had struck tempered glass. I needed a safe haven from flying orbs of snow and scurried to the back of the vehicle.
I slid to an awkward stop, my color rising with irrational speed. I peered at Staff Sergeant Kelly Chase, once again face to face or rather nose to nose. The effect of his animal magnetism swept over me, taking my senses with it. The intervening days since our last encounter had served to intensify his good looks. I turned back to the fight at hand without muttering even a hint of welcome.
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