After living my whole life with PC, I find my PC still keeps me guessing. Take these past months. It’s been cold here in Utah. Typically my feet love cold weather. They still do. I still don’t turn the car heater on to the foot vents.  Too hot for my feet. I’m also still sleeping with my feet out of the covers at night. The best thing I love to do is stick my feet out the back door. It’s very cold outside and that...     Continued...

About two weeks before Thanksgiving, our family decided to do individual gratitude journals. Each of us had a paper with a list of the dates for the next two weeks. Then each day we were to write something we were thankful for that day. On Thanksgiving Day, after all the relatives had gone and it was just our own little family again, we shared are journals with one another. That was a special time for me, especially to hear what my kids and my husband were thankful for.

What I found really neat about doing the journal was instead of taking just one day only to count our blessings, by...     Continued...

For the longest time, I’ve wanted to a treatment or cure to be found for PC. I’ve especially wanted that for my children – and all the children out there - to be helped, even more so than for me.  I still do. However, lately things have happened that have made me realize there are worse things in life than having PC. Everything is relative I suppose, even in the PC family. People who only have PC nails think nails are the worst thing. For those with painful calluses and who struggle with walking, that may be the worst thing and the nails don’t seem so bad. For those...     Continued...