Get Your Official T-Shirt

The image above is the image that appears on the official team shirt for Megan's Mates!

Megan's Mates, is my Walk MS team. It was created last year, the year I was diagnosed.

You can not find this design any where else!

A company in Tulsa, Gorfam Marketing Inc., was kind enough to create this shirt for me. I have 50 of these beauties in a box, ready to be worn.

The lettering and the pirate's bandanna are orange. Wondering about sizing? I wear a Medium.

How can you get one? Click on the PayPal button on the right. It will take you to PayPal's website and just follow the steps. Once paid, I will mail you one! OR if you live close to me, I'll drop it off!

I'm new at this so, if I've missed something let me know!

ALL proceeds will be sent to National Multiple Sclerosis Society.

Seven Left

Matt and I always thought we'd have more than two kids.

Before I got diagnosed, we were waiting to find out what was wrong with me. I didn't want to get pregnant and have something seriously wrong that might require surgery & be prego. So we waited until I got a diagnosis.

After the diagnosis, we decided to wait 6 months for my '6 month MRI.' I definitely did NOT want to be pregnant when they stuck me under a magnet that could pull metal off the moon.

Now the MRI is over and I have seven injections left.

We are hoping to get prego soon, but we will see.

Good thing is I don't have to stick myself for a while!

6 Month Check-up

I had my 6 month MRI just before Christmas. My 6 month anniversary isn't until February-ish, but because we have a $1000. deductible, I thought it wise to get the MRI in before the new insurance year.

Dr. D, the neuro, said he didn't see any new lesions. New lesions=bad.

He did see lesions they didn't see in my other film but he believed these were visible because of the extremely high tech machine I used this time.

I left the office on cloud 9. When the dr. asked if I wanted to see my pictures, I told him I didn't if he had bad news. He assured me it was not bad news and I agreed.

I was so stoked about my news that I completely forgot to ask any of the questions I wanted to ask.

Oh well, I have no new lesions. I am thanking God!