Laughter is the Best Medicine

Laughter is the best medicine. We’ve heard the expression time and again. For decades, researchers have explored how humor helps patients relieve stress and heal. And laughter really is the best medicine! Thinking about posting these funny stories makes me feel good!

Funny Teen-age Story
On my first trip to California, I was a young girl of 18 years with long blond hair, a thin waistline and, unfortunately, a lip full of cold sores. As I was strutting down the boardwalk at Venice Beach admiring all of the buff bodies, I self-consciously covered up my mouth. As I paused, looking at the jewelry in a vendor’s case, a muscle-bound young man came up to the counter to help me. “Oh no, I thought putting my hand even more securely in front of my mouth “he’s going to see my lips!” Without looking directly at his face I could see in my peripheral vision that he was one of those huge body-builder types. To my horror, I heard him ask “Are those cold sores on your lips?” “Shoot,” I thought, “He saw!” While avoiding eye contact I heard him say, “Here, try this cream, it will really help!” and I felt him putting the cream on my mouth. As I looked up into his deep blue eyes I saw an attractively contoured face, beautiful golden hair, a silky smooth complexion… and a lip full of cold sores!

Funny MS Story
I have a walker that I can sit on, when I’m too tired to walk. Brady, my teenage son, was pushing me on the walker like a wheel chair only I’m facing backwards, (it looks really silly and is totally embarrassing.) One time while at the airport in California, we were running behind to catch our plane.

We caught a moving sidewalk to feel ‘super human’ – dananana…When we stepped onto the moving sidewalk we picked up speed …dananana…. As we know in every airport there are tons of people, which were right behind us! The walker took up the width of the entire sidewalk but that was OK because he was still pushing me, so we were going very fast. When we got to the end Brady slowed down to prevent me from tumbling backwards. But he didn’t realize there was a bump from the transition plate to transfer from the moving sidewalk to the solid floor. The wheels came to an abrupt halt, which surprised us both.

Realizing that I was stuck, I attempted to stand up forgetting I was on a moving sidewalk (because I couldn’t feel the motion) resulting in my feet getting pulled under the walker, backwards. In the attempt to save myself while Brady leaned over to assess the situation, completely oblivious to the people behind us, I grabbed the moving handrail…dananana… which caused me to start twisting as I was getting pulled under my walker, I attempted to call for help, which came out as a moan. Brady realizing that I was in distress looked behind him and saw the people! They had caught up with us, and started walking backwards but were still RIGHT THERE, and more were coming!

With more people approaching, Brady started to become uneasy. In the back of the crowd, he could see a man pushing an elderly man in a wheel chair approaching fast. I was still getting sucked under and twisted and calling for help. The man pushing the wheel chair then yelled MOOVE not realizing my condition, causing Brady to panic. I don’t know how he did it, Brady doesn’t remember either, somehow he swooped around and lifted me and my walker off the end just in time for the crowd and the man with the wheel chair to blow by like a bursting damn!

Now feeling human, being safe on solid ground, we couldn’t help but laugh. As we continued to laugh the crowd was reassured of our well being. Brady remembers the ‘wheelchair pusher’ scowling as he passed. It was just one of those times when it’s so intense, if everyone’s ok, it’s hilarious. And to this day, it still remains the funniest, most intense MS experience of my life! Brady and I laughed to the point of tears as we wrote this story.

You’d have to be there to get the full affect …dananana…

~ Laughter really is the best medicine!

I’d love to hear your funny stories! Tell me in the comments below so we can all enjoy them!


About our Co-Founder: With a bachelors in Social Work, Linda is 53 years old, happily married with eight children and 17 grandchildren. Diagnosed with MS in 1995 and now having accepted and truly embraced her new reality, Linda has created She is dedicated to proving that joy can be chosen while living with Multiple Sclerosis. Linda specializes in helping others, especially those with MS attain the lifestyle, independence and happiness amid living with MS.


  1. Thank You for your MS funny story! The slips and falls that might embrass most people cause those with MS to just laugh at our predictiment.

    • Gi,
      You are so right!!! I realize that the times I’ve fallen, the worst thing that is hurt is my ego! When I got over it, and truly laughed at myself, it’s taken me through even the physical pain of the fall! Well, that’s not entirely true. One time I smashed my thumb so badly that I lost my thumbnail and it hurt for weeks! I’m still not laughing at that one!
      Why don’t you get a picture connected to your comments? I created a post to show you how! I’ll send you an email in case you don’t see this.

  2. Ready for my funny story? This actually happened a few months prior to my learning that I had MS.

    It was my freshman year in college & I was walking to an 8:00 class with my arms filled with books. Now, I’ve always been a clumsy person, so I learned early on how to avoid embarrassment after a fall. My method? To “play dead” until the laughing crowd cleared, then get up, dust myself off and continue on my merry way. Sounds silly, doesn’t it? Well, believe it or not, this method has worked more than 90% of the time…until this day.

    I was walking to class on a crowded sidewalk of students. As I crossed the street, my foot hit the curb and (in cinematic style) I flew forward, books flying all over the sidewalk and grass. In classic “Jess-fashion” I lay there still with my eyes closed. Once people saw that I wasn’t moving, the laughter quickly stopped, whispers sounded and people began to hurry off. I remember thinking “I hope they hurry, I have to get to class!”

    But this time was different. As I lay there, I heard a deep voice say: “Hey! Hey! You alright?!” I remained silent, hoping he would move on. As I peeked below my lashes I saw a huge football player approaching with a slew of teammates behind him. “Oh no…” I groaned in my mind. The football player kneeled down over me and began to shake me. “Hey!” he said. “You okay?!”

    “Yes!” I whispered. “I’m fine! I don’t need any help…”

    As we made this quiet exchange, his teammates began to pick up my books. “Naw, come on!” he said. “Walk it off! You’re alright.”

    To my surprise, this 250+ pound student put his hands underneath my armpits and began to lift me to my feet. “Come on!” he said. “Get back in the game. You’re okay!”

    I tried to keep my body limp, but he was making a scene and I was beyond any point of embarrassment I had ever experienced. I finally stood up, grabbed my books from his teammates and stormed off, muttering a quick “thanks.”

    Though I was humiliated at the moment, to this day he and I still exchange a smile when we cross paths. And I can say now that I do not “play dead” when I fall anymore. I’ve found it causes less of a scene when I resurrect myself and keep it moving!

  3. So great to laugh and smile with others who have MS. Thank you. Having kids I try and keep everything “light”, so we nickname all my aids. Tommy tilter is my perching stool, Tiny Tim my foot drop support! When talking about wheelchairs (maybe one day, hopefully never) they just want to know if they can have a ride! Kids, they keep it real! Love them x

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  5. For a patient who suffered from Multiple Sclerosis unexpectedly, I guess smiling and laughing is not something that anyone can do. But what they can do anyway. Rather than feeling depressed and sad, which do no good to anyone, it would be better if they will try to look at the positive side of life and learn to smile and laugh again.

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