Her mama ended up with bum knees from cheer leading in junior high, 9th grade. This summer Christen got hit in the face during softball.
What next?
Tumbling over bushes?
TOODLES
Striving for a world without Myasthenia Gravis
Come along with me. Thanks to Myasthenia Gravis I do not walk. Heard of it? Not I until my ophthalmologist diagnosed me with it. After researching it, I found what I needed – remission is possible! I am going to live my days of IVIG treatments on my Road to Remission right here before the world, be they good days or bad, bright or sunny. The Myasthenic. The Ragdoll. Me. *MY* Myasthenia. Please join me.
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