Sweet summertime. I live for the summer. One of the main reasons I never wanted to raise my family anywhere but Marshfield, is my love for the beach. I call the ocean my natural Prozac. The only thing that can top a summer beach day in Marshfield is the 3rd of July in Marshfield. Drive on beaches = heaven For a couple of months now I have felt great, and not just MS great, REALLY , HONESTLY great. I have regained my mobility and can run around after my kids. I have been putting in serious work at the gym to strengthen my muscles, and I have finally started to figure out this stay-at-home-mom thing (don't let anyone tell you this shit is easy). I have heard about Uhthoff's Phenomenon , but had spent a couple of days on the beach already and only had some minor numbness and tingling in my feet. July 3rd, aka my second Christmas, was coming. The night before, I was prepped and ready to go; (2 lbs of pasta salad made, Jell-O shot...