On a Cold December Day

As my dad used to say 'You look as contented as a hog on ice'. My two four legged friends are sitting with me as I read a selection from my Kindle. On the back of the chair is Annie and sitting beside me is Otis. Both are (non-shedding) Schnoodles.

As far as my MS, I'm still in a holding pattern waiting for the Tysabri to get completely out of my system and December 14, the day I meet with Dr. Blake in order to go over the results of my five exams and set a time for beginning with Gilenya. When I do have 'ups or downs' I miss the Tysabri infusions a lot. I know mid-December will come soon enough, but I feel like a child who is anxiously looking forward to Christmas.

As far as Segway news goes, I still get reminded of the owner of the Segway company riding his personnel machine off a cliff in England and falling to his death. I am very nice when I reply back by saying that 'I don't ride mine off cliffs'.

Secondly, I have nothing but bad things to say about slow Segway service. I took my main machine to the dealer in Cincinnati because it was quitting on me (it did give me the programmed warnings that it was about to stop, so no mishaps). I left it there before the first of June and didn't get it back until just a few weeks ago . It was sent off to the Segway plant where one of the main boards was replaced. Thank goodness I had a working backup.