“It is not bigotry to be certain we are right; but it is bigotry to be unable to imagine how we might possibly have gone wrong.”  - G. K. Chesterton

People are loyal, often to a fault. Year after year we stick with the same auto insurance company, the same favorite restaurant, and even the same brand of shampoo, no matter how much better the alternatives may be. I’ve used one bank for more than 20 years. Is there no better choice? I’m not sure. I’ve never considered the issue.  Whether it's a matter of comfort, loyalty, or laziness, we tend to mindlessly stick with what we know.

Things are hectic for everyone right now and I’m no exception. I have fallen back on my blogging to work on Christmas projects. Today I decided to go to an MS meeting, not something I have done in a very long time. I was invited by a friend from the CCSVI Locator group who lives close by. We had never met in person and communicated only a few times on the internet . I didn’t know what to expect or how I would be received. My plan was to sit, listen and speak only if spoken to. Except for the person who extended the invitation, I was the only person who had the CCSVI angioplasty procedure. A year ago, I would have felt right at ease with a group of people who were using wheelchairs, walkers, canes and crutches. Now I felt out of place. Rick came with me and we sat down out of the way. It was awkward for about two minutes, then everyone began to welcome us and introduce themselves. My friend Roy and his wife came in right before the meeting was to start, and of course I didn’t know him from Adam, until one of the members of the group gave me a heads up. There wasn’t time for chit chat before they began the meeting. Someone had brought a couple boxes of Avonex with her to share.