I’ve had a good few months. Like, really good. If you’ve hung out with me lately, you’ve probably had the fleeting thought of, “Um, is Jen on stimulants?” As in, I’ve been talking fast and thinking fast- what I jokingly refer to as feeling “high on life.” And though the only stimulant I’ve been using lately is coffee, I have managed to sustain such a happy baseline and keep such a positive outlook. I have whispered things to myself like, “maybe in my lifetime there will be muscle transplants.” Or even, “I’m sure the FDA’s going to approve a treatment any day now.” Basically, I have been how I think people hope that I am- feeling grateful and happy for all I’ve got. Feeling blessed to have an incredible husband, feeling joyful to have two healthy boys and feeling relieved to have a job that so suits my physical limitations. I have been a model happy, brave person.