Yes, you read that right. After 42 years, I got rid of multiple sclerosis. It’s gone, gone, gone. No long a resident in my corporeal mass. A thing of the past.
My cells are adjusting to life without its parasitic imprint. My bodily functions now operate according to Hoyle. My organs play nicely with all their fellow organs.
I have my hair back. I have my eyesight back. I have my sphincter control back. It’s all good.
“How did you do it?!” I hear you ask.
Funny you should ask. Being a writer, as we all are, I wrote a book about it. Not just how I did it, but how it attacked me, how I lived with it, and how I won, I won, na na na na na na, I won.
My daughter is raising funds for an initial print run.
Wanna help? Thanks; I knew you would. Go to http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1101249749/send-buh-bye-ms-to-the-printer and kick in a few bucks. She’ll appreciate it, I’ll appreciate it, and a few scads of people with MS who think there is no hope but to live on steroids for the rest of their lives will appreciate it.