Where is your Sense of Humor?

I intended the piece about compression socks to be funny.  Can’t we laugh occasionally?  Where is your sense of humor?  Don’t ever take me too seriously .  I am making it up as I go along.

25 Responses to Where is your Sense of Humor?

  1. Yvonne June 12, 2014 at 10:13 pm #

    I thought the visuals you created were funny. The octogenarian in colored compression socks and shuffleboard gave me a chuckle for the day. If you gotta go through this you need to laugh at some of the absurdities this disease creates and I love that you do that in your journal entries. Keep us smiling

    • Richard M. Cohen June 12, 2014 at 10:30 pm #




      • Joan L June 14, 2014 at 8:47 pm #

        The other day my mother informed me she ordered compression socks with zippers! Good chuckle at the thought of 1) trying to zip them with uncooperative hands; 2) getting hair/skin caught in the process. Yikes! Just wanted you to know there are more, I am sure attractive, alternatives. Haha.

    • Diane Pansino June 23, 2014 at 11:43 pm #

      You gotta laugh and feel what a smile does for you. We will go
      crazy if not. Thanks Richard for sticking with this. My husband
      has Progressive MS at 52 and relates to everything you say, and so
      do I being his wife. It has been helpful and I’m sure the feedback you
      get has been helpful for you. Hang in there!

  2. MB June 12, 2014 at 10:20 pm #

    Label posts like that with HUMOR ALERT. Some of us may have had our sense of humor nerve’s myelin sheath destroyed.

    • Mark June 13, 2014 at 5:47 am #

      MB–now that was funny. Thank you!

    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 7:16 am #

      Or maybe we are too grim. I am probably in that category. Sometimes I just want to lighten up.

  3. Mark June 13, 2014 at 5:47 am #

    I thought it was funny. It made me smile! Thank you, Richard. We were getting too heavy….

    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 7:17 am #


  4. Linda Lazarus June 13, 2014 at 6:43 am #

    It was funny….made me laugh at myself. Thanks for the chuckle.
    I thought of you pulling on compression socks yesterday as I sat in a mud puddle…it made me enjoy the indignity of it all.

    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 7:19 am #

      If you can chuckle at indignity, you are winning.


  5. Lisa PD June 13, 2014 at 7:02 am #


    You made me laugh when I needed it. I love your posts because they provide needed information and validate that you are not the only one going through this experience.

    Keep up the good work.


    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 7:21 am #

      And you keep llaughing.


  6. Joan June 13, 2014 at 9:32 am #

    “I make it up as I go along”…that’s MY line! Also “the answer I give you today may not be the way it is tomorrow”. Usually delivered with a laugh, what else can we do or say!

    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 11:06 am #


    • Matt June 13, 2014 at 12:55 pm #

      Sounds like some doctors I’ve come across, one answer one day and a totally different answer the next!!

      • Richard June 15, 2014 at 9:28 am #

        Fooliish consistencey, it is said, is the hobgoblin of little minds.


  7. Amy Corcoran-Hunt June 13, 2014 at 9:44 am #

    Compression socks are always funny.

    • Richard M. Cohen June 13, 2014 at 11:08 am #

      Funny or funny llooking?

      • Amy Corcoran-Hunt June 13, 2014 at 7:38 pm #

        Both and. I think they’re funny like potty training the toddler. Might as well laugh.

  8. Betsi June 13, 2014 at 1:27 pm #

    Having worn compression stockings after surgeries–the standard white–I find it difficult to laugh at the prospect of wearing them daily. I’m not sure that even Jerry Seinfeld could do a good routine about it (although I’ve seen very funny riffs about colonoscopies). But I just did a Google image search for “stylish compression socks” and the result made me smile. If I need them again, I’ll definitely go the tie-dye route.

  9. mick June 13, 2014 at 4:09 pm #

    Mr. Cohen,

    I do not have MS but went down the Internet rabbit hole and found you. I have
    terrible depression & PTSD and was struggling today so I sought out Richard Pryor
    clips on youtube to make me laugh. After watching several videos, I became really nostalgic for Richard and remember that he had MS. Not much later, I got to thinking about Teri Garr (as in: whatever happened to her? I knew that she had been diagnosed with MS as well) which got me to you, the Journey Man.

    Anyway, though my problems are not physical as much (I DO have a bad knee!), I just wanted to let you know that I enjoyed reading all of your blog entries today (& yes, I went through every one of them). I feel trapped inside my head, like you do in your body (but also in your head!) so a lot of what you talk about is relatable. I am able-bodied but often find myself outside & just looking at people like “what is it like to be normal”? My mental health issues have made me feel like a freak most of my life.

    I don’t really have anything to add but just wanted to encourage you to keep writing and voicing your pain & frustrations, your daily discoveries & epiphanies. I find inspiration in just the fact that you keep writing, despite the misgivings of this unforgiving disease. I am a creative individual too but cannot seem to do anything creative anymore. I don’t know how you do it, but I am very glad that you do!

    Well, I will be “bookmarking” this site & checking up on you periodically. I do send you my best & my blessings & hope to find you healthier, wealthier & wiser next we “meet”!! Cheers!


    • Richard June 15, 2014 at 9:37 am #


      Sounds like you have your hands full, too. There is very litle that separates us. We are strugling down the same rough road. Keep going. We will get to Oz.


  10. Arlene Shaw June 15, 2014 at 8:36 pm #

    I really do not know where to begin. I came upon your blog, started reading… and I am hooked and in awe. I always knew you were a very bright man, and very talented. I’ve taken a stroll down memory lane via the internet.

    We met the first time, sometime in the 1990’s in DF (sorry, I can no longer connect dates with events). I was one of the founders of the PTSA and when I was vice-president in charge of fundraising, Meredith asked me what she could do to help with the carnival, our yearly fundraiser. I jokingly said, “we need a clown and there she appeared, in full face makeup and costume, as unpretentious as they come. You, of course, attended with children in tow.

    In 1994 I was one of the three founders of the Schools Foundation, and again you and Meredith showed your support.

    I will forever remember the time I offered you a ride home from the train as the trains were running late and my Richard was not due in for a while. You did not want to impose, but it was my pleasure to ride you home instead of just sitting at the station waiting.

    You are a dear man. A gifted writer. A mensch. (Sorry I couldn’t help myself). The gift of writing that you deliver to all of us is immeasurable. Your talent is mesmerizing. Anyone reading your words, regardless of their ailment if any at all, is inspired and helped to refocus. I plan to be a daily blog-ee (a new word! aka follower).

    Inspiration comes from all sorts of places. You are an inspiration to any and all. And a magnificent wordsmith. Your writings are like music, a pleasure, whatever the subject. Thank you.

    Best regards to Meredith.

    • Richard June 16, 2014 at 7:35 am #


      Thank you for your note. That certainly was lo ng ago. They were great times. I continue to believe we accomplished a lot. Last year I spoke at Richard Sitman’s school. We talked a lo t about those years. Hop e you are doing well.