“…Your symptoms indicate you may have multiple sclerosis…” I sat frozen in my ophthalmologist’s office; her words hanging in the air like a dark, foreboding cloud.
“I’m sending you over to the hospital…you need to get an MRI…I’m going to prescribe medication…” And with those words, my world suddenly came to a complete halt. I could hardly comprehend the reality, let alone the speed at which things were happening. Fear started to grip me as the questions flooded my mind. What exactly was MS? What did this mean? How did this happen, and how could this be happening to me? I called my sister, who immediately left home to meet me at the hospital while I went to get the MRI. The news wasn’t good. I was told there were abnormalities. That was June 4, 2005. Continue reading