Friday, March 27, 2015

Want to Help Me Have a Very Happy Birthday?

Yes, it's that dreaded day again. 

No, not the arrival of the day that reminds me that I am one year older. Although I am one year older today, I am grateful that I am lucky enough to have this complaint.

Rather, this is the arrival of the day every year when I ask you to donate to my fundraising efforts for Multiple Sclerosis research and programs.  Yes, this is the equivalent of an NPR fundraising campaign.

Will you consider making a tax-deductible donation to my MS Walk fundraising efforts?  Every donation will make me very, very happy. And very, very grateful!

If so, you can donate on-line at my walk site here:

Thank you for your support!
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Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Fundraising: One Step at a Time

Believe me, I know first-hand how challenging it is to ask for help or ask for money.  It’s uncomfortable, it’s scary. It fills you with dread. You don’t want to beg.  I can hear the groaning coming from your belly. "Please, please, please don't make me do this," you plead.

The most important thing to remember is that many people actually WANT to help in some way. It makes them feel good about themselves. You are raising money to help find a cure for a disease that debilitates thousands of people in our area. You are raising money to provide programs for people who need help getting around the house or need help getting through one day at a time. You are raising money to help people who find taking one step to be a major hurdle.

So I encourage all the Wheeler's Wobblers team members to 
take just one step this week for those who can’t. 

Just ask one person to sponsor you, even for $5 or $10. Then if it makes both of you feel good, take another step.  For the reader who is not (yet) a Wobbler, I encourage you to join the team or make a tax-deductible donation to our cause (link is provided below). Any donation, no matter how small or large, will help many people.

For this year’s MS Walks in the Delaware area, here are some incentives to encourage you to ask just a few people to sponsor you in your MS walk fundraising efforts:

Raise at least $25 to receive a post-walk meal.

Raise $100 or more and receive a really cool commemorative Walk MS T-shirt.

Prize levels above the $250 level will be available from our online prize redemption company.

Raise $500 or more to join the elite Orange Club with special prizes AND bragging rights.  Last year’s Orange Club members include Donna Hunt, Eleanor Pollak, and Anne Green. Just ask Anne, the bragging rights are worth it.
Anne Green raised over $500 and became a member of the Orange Club

Raise $1,000 or more to join the even more elite VIP Club. I and The Husband are VIPs, and believe me that life feels good in this club knowing that we are making a difference.

Wheeler's Wobblers MS Walk Team Page for Wilmington:

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Thank You Wobbler Supporters!

A big shout-out to everyone who supported the Wheeler's Wobblers' MS Walk Team fundraisers at Ruby Tuesday. Between the Main Street MS Support Group moving its monthly meeting there last week, to the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of Newark (UUFN) takeover on St. Patrick's Day, and the Adam's Run neighborhood subdued family night tonight, a lot of personal connections were made. 

Because every connection counts, that's why we do this. 
UUFN Takeover of Ruby Tuesday

Monday, March 16, 2015

A Different Way to Celebrate St. Patrick's Day

One of the legends of St. Patrick is that he drove all the snakes out of Ireland.  To celebrate St. Patrick's day, then, let's work to drive out Multiple Sclerosis from our lifetime!  

As you know, I'm raising money for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society through my MS Walk Team, Wheeler's Wobblers. The NMSS supports research to stop and repair damage caused by MS as well as providing services to people struggling with MS.  

Will you support the cause in honor of St. Patrick's Day?  To make a tax-deductible contribution, go to my walk page at

Here's a modified Irish Blessing for you:

May the road rise to meet you, (BUT not because you've fallen)
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face, (BUT not too hot)
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again, (BUT not in the emergency room)

May God hold you in the palm of Her hand.

Slainte! (means "Good Health" btw)

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Friday, March 13, 2015

A Challenge From Wheeler's Wobblers

Hello readers of A Short in the Cord,

If you follow my MS Walk Team, Wheeler's Wobblers, on Facebook, you already know that I've issued a challenge for Saturday, March 14th: 

On Saturday (3-14-15), let's get 3.14 people to join the team for Wilmington (Delaware) MS Walk coming up on April 11.

OR let's get 314 people to make a donation ($3.14, $31.41, $314, $3,141, or any other number of choice). Rounding UP is acceptable.

Let's see if we can get $314 in donations on Saturday. Can you join in the challenge?

Happy Pi Day! Wobble on...

To join or donate, go to:

PS - I don't remember where I got this graphic, so if you know the source please help me to give credit.

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Friday, February 27, 2015

Get Ready to Wobble!

March is Multiple Sclerosis Awareness Month.  

You know what that means, right? It's time to wake up the Wheeler's Wobblers MS Walk team and get ready to wobble!

From your interactions with me or others with MS, you are already aware of the debilitating effects of this disease, including blindness, debilitating fatigue, muscle weakness, cognitive impairments, numbness, tingling, and muscle spasms.  And those are just the symptoms I have experienced.  There are many more.

There is still no cure, but medications to slow the progress have seen a marked improvement in the last few years.  Currently, I am benefiting from one of the newer medications and am now able to walk without a cane or walker, and am able to stand long enough to carry on a conversation with you.

Not everyone has been so lucky, so I’m continuing to raise money for research and for programs to help others who live with this unpredictable disease. My walk team, the Wheeler’s Wobblers, will again participate in two of the Delaware MS fundraising walks in Wilmington (Saturday April 11, Riverfront) and Newark (Sunday May 3, Buffalo Wild Wings).

Will you join us? If you can’t walk 3 miles (I can't), then join me at the finish lines to cheer.  We ask that you raise a minimum of $25. There are prizes for higher fundraisers, of course.  If you can’t join the team, then consider a tax-deductible donation to show your support.  And if you’ve already joined or donated, I do thank you for your generosity.

Regardless, remember our team motto: “Wheelers wobble but we don’t fall down thanks to your support!”

To join or donate via credit card, go to one of these walk sites:

Thank you!  Joan Wheeler


Monday, December 22, 2014

Need a Laugh?

The holiday madness has started, so I'm giving you the gift of a laugh. Or four.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

And So I Choose... Sad

This is a reprint of a post from last December.  Please read all the way to the end before posting a comment telling me not to be sad; the punch line explains the title.  Happy and healthy holidays to everyone!

Oh, Christmastime. So full of merriment.  Parties with lots of people, houses dripping with decorations, wrapped presents under trees and in stockings.  Gatherings, caroling, late nights.  What’s not to love?

Well, let me tell you…

Christmas involves activities that I find exhausting, like shopping for presents. When I simply go grocery shopping, I have to put my list in order by aisle to conserve my energy.  God forbid if the store moves any products around or if labels change (“same product, different look”), then I'll be so worn out that I can do nothing else the rest of the day.  So you won’t find me wandering around a shopping mall unless I’m already at the mall and forgot why I’m there. I get confused and cranky and invent creative cuss words. Then my head pops off.

Then there’s decorating the house.  Decorating usually involves some degree of rearranging furniture which then requires cleaning or at least dusting.  Oh, and what goes up, must come down in January.  Where’s the fun in that? Decorating just turns me into a mercurial super-villain, the likes of which would intimidate Godzilla. 

Now let’s talk parties.  I love my friends, but not all at once. All the noise and stimulation, no matter how much fun, produces an unpleasant physical reaction that sort of feels like porcupines running up and down my body, and bones turning to rubber.  Then I turn into the Hulk.
So at this time of year, I have some choices.  I can go to the parties and be around lots of people and then feel like I’ve been blindsided by a sumo wrestler.  I can decorate the house and then implode.  I can shop for presents and then have my body turn to rubber.  I can do these things and turn into a monster from fighting exhaustion and collapse in tears of self-pity.  Or I can limit my holiday activities and feel left out of all the fun, which makes me a little sad.

So I have to choose between turning into a fatigue-induced monster or being a little sad from missing out. 

So I choose sad.  It’s safer.  You’re welcome. 

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Gilenya: My Third Year Anniversary

Wow, I can't believe that it's been three years since I decided to change my direction and switch my disease modifying drug to Gilenya.

I revisited my old blog posts about the long road leading to the "First Dose Observation." I had forgotten about all the tests required before getting the drug, wrangling with insurance, finding a location to be monitored for the first six hours after swallowing one tiny orange and white pill. I had forgotten how really worried I was the night before.

Now that three years have passed, I'm pleased to report that I'm doing very well. I continue to be monitored for liver enzymes (they spiked initially, but returned to normal levels within six months), for vision abnormalities (all clear), and heart condition (good).  My MRIs have shown no active lesions since I began Gilenya, which is a relief because my pre-drug MRI was all lit up like a holiday tree.

The benefits I saw within the first year include the ability to stand for longer periods of time, which makes it much easier to talk to people face-to-face, or to run errands. I'm now able to walk without a cane or rollater, except for really, really long walks. I've gained some confidence to go out into the world.  During that first year, many people had actually commented that it looked like I was getting around so much better.

Now for a disclaimer: at the same time as starting Gilenya, I began physical therapy with a woman who received training in working with MS patients. She was aware of fatigue issues, and was able to create a good exercise program for me, which may have contributed to my improved mobility.  However, I did not have this degree of success with previous PT experiences, so it's suspected that the Gilenya relieved inflammation enough to allow the PT to be effective. You decide.

Unfortunately, it hasn't cured my fatigue or cognitive brain fog completely, but being able to walk more easily means I don't get as exhausted from a simple grocery trip.

I am aware that Gilenya is NOT for everybody.  I've heard from others who have not been so successful, having some unexpected side effects, so I'm not taking this for granted.  I'm thankful that this drug is working for me.  I just thought I'd share my story with anyone who is contemplating this drug and has been reading lots of horror stories.  Here's one success story.


Friday, October 31, 2014

A Scary Scooter Story

This is a scary story about fear and dread.  No, it's not another Halloween story.  It's an adventure story.  A silly story, really.

Last weekend, The Husband treated me to a weekend at Rehoboth Beach for the Sea Witch festival.
Sea Witch Balloon
"Oh dear, is the witch that scary?" Nah, the Sea Witch is actually the name of a really fast clipper ship that navigated Delaware waters, and a clever woman developed a way to bring people to the shore after Labor Day by blending this nautical theme and Halloween into a huge festival.   But there is a really scary Sea Witch balloon in the costume parade.

What was scary about this story is that I chose to take my scooter.  You see, we used to walk a lot.  For years, we did weekly Volksmarches, organized fun walks of 5-10k.  We went all over the US for conventions, we walked state capitals, saw amazing out-of-the way places, met interesting people.  We racked up miles and events, and even popped up to Toronto for a weekend to do two walks.  As I got weaker, however, we switched from 10k to 5k walks.  Then I developed foot drop/foot flop, increasing fatigue, and loss of coordination.  We went on our last Volksmarch two years before I went on disability.

The loss of my ability to Volksmarch was hardest on The Husband.  It was so fun and meaningful to him. So, knowing that some Volksmarches are wheelchair friendly, I suggested that we do the Sea Witch Volksmarch, but I would use my scooter.

Here's where the scary part comes in.  I've never used my scooter on a Volksmarch before.  I know
from friends that "accessible" can be a misleading term, so I was concerned about the route.  What if it took us on the beach, what if winds had created little dunes in the parking lot?
All that chatter that the brain generates to derail me was in high gear.

The last time I used my scooter for a fundraiser on a flat track, it was horrible.  The cement path had deep ruts between the slabs that led to bone crushing bumps.  I was so sore afterwards, and yet it was "accessible."

Also, I used my scooter once, and fell over.  But I ignored the manufacturers guidelines (no passengers) and had a step-grandchild with me (who just couldn't walk any more).  He decided to pull on the steering bar sending us into a sharp acceleration and a tight turn on a slight hill and we flipped over.  So the specter of falling over remained with me.  Plus I had never stress-tested its battery.  What will happen if it runs out of juice earlier than anticipated?  Will the battery hold its charge even if it's cold?

All sorts of other doomsday scenarios kept running through my mind, just because this was something new.  "Just something new" is the same as "The Unknown."  What's more scary than the unknown?

Of course, the outcome of this story is predictable to you, I'm sure.  Everything worked well.  There were a few problems - no ramp from the starting area to the boardwalk meant we had to figure out an alternative route, which was not marked.  People with strollers insist they have the right of way and are free to come to a dead stop with no warning.  Large puddles blocked some curb cuts; I had to ride out on the street when sidewalks were not too friendly. Crossing streets was frightening, but once I got The Husband to understand that I was scared, he was helpful in getting me across.  I successfully completed a 5k Volksmarch!

I'm pleased that assistive technology enabled me to participate in an activity that I had to give up long ago.  Now, it's not so scary.  And I have a much greater appreciation and respect for people who use wheelchairs and scooters in the real world.  This experience will help me be a better disability advocate, I think.


Thursday, October 16, 2014

Beyond Bone Tired

After my last post, The Biscuit Week, about getting hit with bad fatigue, I discovered an article posted to the On Being website that I want to discuss.

Because I've been dealing with bone-crushing fatigue for years, I have studied how to get help when needed.  I've even lectured on the subject.  Step one: determine what you need. Step Two:  ASK.  This is drastically oversimplified, but you get the idea. Asking for help is hard, often because I don't know what I need. If I do, I usually can't explain.
When I'm that tired, I forget everything I've learned.

So I was very interested in this article by Courtney E. Martin called "Bone Tired and Ready to Be Bossed Around."  

Courtney notes that when people experience bone-crushing fatigue (like any new parent, perhaps), it's hard to ask for help:
Because there is a place beyond tired — bone tired — where you don’t even have the wherewithal to ask for what you need. When you’re in this state of mind, kind humans offer up their time and talent to you, but somehow you can’t receive it. You’re in a fog of exhaustion where you can only see an arms length ahead: reply to this email, return this call, drink this coffee, do this dish, survive, barely. 
Courtney goes on to say that asking for help "... requires energy that the truly down-and-out — whether grieving or overwhelmed or depressed — just don’t have." 

The author suggests that sometimes she just needs someone to step in and do something for her rather than ask her what she needs.  She's ready to be bossed around. 

Yeah, I do get that way.  Sometimes I just need someone else to make a decision about what time to leave, where to sit, what to eat for dinner.  BUT, I really, really don't like to give up control.  Like when I decided to start eating healthier meals, but was tired so asked the roommate to plan dinner for us one night. We had Burger King Whoppers with fries. At least Burger King has the best fries.  But that's not the point...  

I have to ask myself,
"Would I really be open to receive that help unconditionally?"  

Even if that help involves night after night of fried meat on a white bun? 

At the end of her article (which I recommend you read for yourself), the author wants to work toward being more pro-active in helping where she sees a need. She wants to step it up and be the person who makes the decisions for someone in this confused state.  I'm not sure how I would react to be "bossed around" even if it is in my best interest.  

What do you think? Are you willing to receive help unconditionally?  


Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Biscuit Week

Wow, the MS fatigue is really bad right now, and I’m blaming last week.

What would seem like a busy week for anybody was a significantly challenging week for me. On Monday, I had a medical appointment. On Tuesday, I spent a few hours with an architect reviewing plans for a sunroom. On Wednesday, another medical appointment. On Thursday, a discussion group in the evening. On Friday morning, a two-hour home repair for women class. On Saturday, a two-hour study hall.

For most people, this may seem like just a full week. But for me, this was a week from hell. 

Each of these events individually should not require a lot of time or energy. But for me, each of these events required a significant amount of energy, and my schedule did not allow for recharging time in between the events.  Yes, I need at least a full day to recharge from most events.

I broke my own rules for energy management. And now I'm paying.  So, what about the biscuits?

On Saturday, I discovered that there was no food in the refrigerator. No edible food that is. I had absolutely no energy to go out; I had no energy to figure out whom to call for help. The Husband was visiting family and would not be home that day.

As I sat in a chair feeling sorry for myself, I was reminded of a time when I had just moved into an apartment in Germany, had no money because my per diem had not yet arrived, and was without food. The previous tenants left behind a box of Bisquick. I discovered that I could make biscuits with Bisquick and water. I lived off of biscuits for two weeks. 

So I summoned up a little energy to make a batch of drop biscuits for lunch and dinner.  Although not a healthy diet, those biscuits got me through the day. With all the discussion about a healthy diet for people with multiple sclerosis, there are times when I’m just trying to get food in my stomach.

Now I have groceries to get me through the week; but, this "biscuit week" made me realize that menu planning needs to be a higher priority. And I have to do a better job of selecting activities to honor my energy limitations.  

In the meantime, thank you, Bisquick.

#multiple sclerosis fatigue

Sunday, September 28, 2014

MS is a Global Disease

After a sojourn to other topics on my social media outlets (complaining about the NFL's wimpy response to domestic violence, getting inspiration from Scotland's vote on independence, and being disappointed that the Asian Games in South Korea would not allow Muslim women to play basketball wearing their headscarves), I feel that I will go back to writing about Multiple Sclerosis for a little while.

It's not that those other topics are not important; to the contrary, they are very important.
Too important.  Globally important.  I like being an informed citizen of the globe, I feel that's important.  It makes me feel less lonely, but at the same time, it makes me feel even more helpless.  I can't fix things in my own backyard, so how can I fix things in South Korea?  

Well, maybe I don't have to.  Maybe I can just listen, and I can bear witness to inequalities. I can share the stories.  

MS is a global disease, and the 2.3 million people in the world (2013) with MS probably have similar stories to mine, similar problems, similar accomplishments, similar fears. But we don't share the same access to resources, doctors, medications.  

The MS International Foundation's 2013 Atlas of MS found that there are inequalities of access to disease modifying therapies between high-income and low-income countries.  One in five countries has no MS support organization.  There are more interesting facts in the Atlas of MS Database, and I suggest you check it out at    

Globally, people with MS share the same disease, but we experience it differently. We don't all share the same resources or support, but probably share the same fears.  Regardless, we all share one global story.  

Let's not be afraid to be a global citizen. Just start by listening.


Saturday, September 20, 2014

I'd Rather Be a Bimbo

Before the recent NFL domestic abuse problems were uncovered, I had already decided to limit watching NFL games.  I still enjoy the game, but I just got sick of all the commercials.  The play stops for booth reviews and measurements and lots more commercials.  Then there's the bone-crunching sounds from players smashing into each other.  And then more commercials.  Then pans of mostly naked women shaking pom-poms on the sidelines.  Crunch, commercials, repeat.  Superbowl? Who cares about the game, we want to watch the commercials!

Now with the NFL's lame plan to develop decent behavior rules by the END of this season, I'm certain that it's time to switch loyalties to soccer.  It should not take months to implement rules to stop beating women.  I can write up a process in a minute.  "Don't beat up anyone (including women) or you're fired." 

The NFL need look no further than Major League Soccer, which has instituted an outreach program called MLS WORKS, and a public service message called "Don't Cross the Line."  They challenge everyone to take this pledge:

"I pledge to treat others with dignity and respect and will not tolerate discrimination, bias, prejudice or harassment of any kind."

Even more appealing to me is that in soccer there are 45+ minutes of uninterrupted constant action, then halftime commercials, then 45+ minutes of action in the second half. 

Oh yes, here's an explanation of this post's title:  
The Philadelphia Union Major League Soccer Team has a corporate sponsor, "Bimbo," an international Mexican-owned baking company. You might be more familiar with some of their brands:  Sara Lee, POM, Entenmann's, or Arnold. It makes an awkward t-shirt in this country, unfortunately, and I'm sure they are not a perfect company. But I'd rather be a Bimbo and support Major League Soccer, than sit through another season of NFL commercial fests and listen to another NFL player beating up someone and getting slapped on the wrist.


Friday, September 19, 2014

Let Us Dwell on the Distance We Have Traveled

Scotland has voted to stay in the United Kingdom.  As I was reading the reports from BBC, I found some meaningful quotes that I want to share.  I think the world can learn from this event.  I know I can.

From Alistair Darling, who led the winning Better Together (against independence) movement, "As we celebrate, let us also listen."

From First Minister Alex Salmond, who led the movement to declare independence from UK, "Today of all days as we bring Scotland together, let us not dwell on the distance we have fallen short, let us dwell on the distance we have traveled..."

That last quote applies to my personal life.  As I tried to scrub the kitchen floor yesterday, I simply became so exhausted that I sat in the corner and began to cry.  I was only 1/4 of the way done.  I could only dwell on the distance I have fallen short in so many areas of my life, all the things I am no longer able to do.  Well today, I am going to dwell on the distance I have traveled instead.

Thank you, Scotland, for showing the world a better way to live together, and thank you Mr. Alex Salmond for inspiring me to shift my focus.


Sunday, September 14, 2014

Time to "Weigh In" on the MS Diet Discussion

The MS Connection Blog recently posted from 2014 Joint ACTRIMS-ECTRIMS conference about a lecture that certain diets have shown to make no difference when it comes to developing MS.  Go to their post at "Is diet a risk factor for MS

Now that an MS diet has risen to the attention of such a large collection of Multiple Sclerosis experts from all over the world, I decided to share my thoughts.

Over the years, I've listened to people insisting that there must be a diet (way of eating) for MS.  I have heard people claim that they've cured their MS or significantly reduced their symptoms (no longer need a wheelchair, can see again, tingling gone, e.g.) by adopting certain eating habits.  I find it interesting, but ignore most of it.  Here's why:

In 1986, before I was diagnosed with MS, I had an attack of severe vertigo and dizziness.  After about two months without changing my eating habits, I recovered.  An unfortunate side effect, though, was constant fatigue and a
tremor.  Someone that I trusted with a medical background told me that I must have chronic low-blood sugar (LBS), which is often triggered from trauma such as an extended illness.  Having no access to broader research sources (the internet was still developing and not yet in homes), I believed this person.

The LBS treatment was a high-protein, low-carbohydrate diet. Although low blood sugar was never diagnosed in me, I found a book by a man who explained how he cured his fatigue with this diet. He explained that doctors don't understand LBS and there's no good test for it. Being so tired and trying to work full-time, I grasped at anything.

So for years, I ate a snack every two hours composed of foods low in sugar, no added sugar, minimal bread products (low gluten), high protein, low carbs. Things seem to be okay, but I would get episodes of severe fatigue and insist that my blood sugar had dropped and I needed to get food.  The right food.  I'd feel fatigue wash over me at times, and criticize myself for not eating correctly. 

So I added high-doses of vitamin B-12 (under a physician's guidance).  Other people swore that it helped their fatigue, but it didn't help mine.  

I added exercise, long walks, ballroom dancing.  Other people swore that it helped their fatigue, but it didn't help mine.

In the following years, I experienced episodes of blindness, pins-and-needles from the waist down, severe muscle spasms.  All cleared up within two months.

Then I was diagnosed with MS.  

In hindsight, I now know that my fatigue episodes were not caused by eating the wrong foods. With improved testing, I now know that I do not have low blood sugar. Now I try to eat a healthy diet using the Mayo Clinic's guidelines, and manage fatigue with energy conservation techniques, mindfulness meditation, and naps. I exercise in small, energy-conserving chunks. I avoid energy vampires (people who suck the energy out of me) and noisy crowds.    
"Just as there is no 'one-perfect drug' for MS, I believe there is no 'one-perfect diet' for MS."
We each experience MS differently. Each person has different symptoms, reacts differently to the disease modifying drugs.  Relapses come and go in different ways.  Healthy diets come in all shapes and sizes (plate or pyramid). Just as there is no 'one-perfect drug' for MS, I believe there is no 'one-perfect diet' for MS.  But I am one person, and I react one way.  If a certain diet or pill works for you, stick with it.  But don't be surprised if it doesn't work the same for me.

Read about my long road to diagnosis here

Friday, July 4, 2014

Happy Independence Day!

On this fourth of July, 2014, I'm sending up a flare of hope that we will soon declare independence from Multiple Sclerosis.  Be safe and well this holiday!

Sunday, June 15, 2014

And They're Off!

Fledgling Eastern Bluebird
The Eastern Bluebirds began leaving the nest box one-by-one this morning.  

It takes a lot of courage to leave the warmth and protection of the home where you were born, then to squeeze out of a tiny hole and leap into the brightness and hope instinct kicks in and you fly into the big world.  

We are still talking about the Bluebirds, right?  

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Saturday, June 14, 2014

Fledge Watch

Although I don't blog much (I'll probably post the reason why in the future), I still remember that some of you love the bird posts.  Status update:
Mama and Papa watching over the nest

We have five baby Eastern Bluebirds in our backyard nestbox about to fledge.  Just like any grandparent (or so I've been told), I love to show off baby pictures.  These photos were obtained carefully, using the protocols outlined in Cornell's Nestwatch Citizen Science Project, which is why they are a little fuzzy.  I didn't stay long enough to ensure focus or composition, just wanted to check the status of the birds as quickly as I could with little disturbance.

Beautiful eggs, May 23
New hatchlings June 1

Fuzzy, napping things on June 9

They should be ready to leave the nest in the next few days.

Of course once they leave, they never write, never call, never come back to visit, they just go out into the world without looking back.

Good for them!

Friday, May 30, 2014

Thank You, Healthline, For Selecting Mine as One of the Best MS Blogs for 2014

The Best MS Blogs of 2014

Thank you,, for selecting A Short in the Cord as one of the Best MS Blogs of 2014.  

I'm flattered by the description:
"Joan Wheeler is the woman behind A Short in the Cord. She was diagnosed with MS 27 years ago, and her blog chronicles her experiences with relapsing-remitting MS. Wheeler recognizes the challenges that come with living with MS, but also maintains that staying active and aware is key to health.
Wheeler is a disability awareness advocate, and she’s captain of the MS Walk Team Wheeler’s Wobblers. Their tagline is “Wheelers wobble but don’t fall down, thanks to your support.” Wheeler has contributed to the MS community for a long time, and her posts are worth a read."
 There are a lot of good options, and I'm honored that my blog was one of the chosen. This year, they have selected more blogs, many from new bloggers, and they are all worth a look. Be sure to check out these other great blogs at


Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Final Results from Wheeler's Wobblers MS Walks

Anne raised over $500!

The results are in:  Between two walks, one in Wilmington and one in Newark, the 2014 Wheeler's Wobblers MS Walk Team raised $12, 247.63! Way to wobble!

For our sixth year, we had 40 walkers, 3 babies, 3 children, and 1 dog.  We had teammates from Delaware, Pennsylvania, and Maryland, including Pittsburgh and Baltimore.

The Pittsburgh Connection - Sonia's family
The Baltimore Connection - Tedd's family (my step-daughters)

Some walked...
...some rolled
...some were pushed

... and some slept.

Rev. Andrew with 3-week old Micah
Susan and Ginger

We had three teammates with MS, one with ataxia, one minister still on paternity leave, and

politicians who are working in government to make our lives better.
Teammate Congressman Earl Jacques, Joan, and US Senator Chris Coons.  I'm glad I voted for these guys!
With Congressman Paul Baumbach

In Newark, we had our own neighborhood cheering section...
Newark neighborhood

Sophie cheering us on.

...and one fighting Blue Hen mascot.  
Newark Team with YoUDee 

Thank you to everyone who came out, who donated, and who cheered.  We don't fall down thanks to your support!  And now for our official team photos:

Wilmington Team

Newark Team

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Wednesday, April 30, 2014

A Wobblers' Encore This Saturday, May 3, in Newark, Delaware

The MS Walk in Wilmington (Delaware) a few weeks ago was so much fun, some of us decided to do it again in Newark this Saturday, 3 May.  You are invited to join us for a leisurely stroll through some of Newark's neighborhoods and parks for a good cause during the Newark MS Walk.

Start: Buffalo Wild Wings
100 South College Avenue (previously known as Elkton Road)
Registration begins inside Buffalo Wild Wings at 9:00
Walk starts at 10:00 am 

Because we are a smaller group (last year's team photo is shown on the right), the Wobblers won't have a big sign, tent, or registration table like we did in Wilmington.  Go to the normal registration area to check in, and be sure your registration form says you are with the Wheeler's Wobblers.  And don't forget your team t-shirt.

To register or donate, go to our team's Newark walk page:

Wobble on!