Over twenty years ago I was diagnosed with MS. I’m extremely lucky that it stabilized at a very mild level, and usually I forget I even have it.
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MS Anniversary – 20 years
In 1997 my diagnosis finally came – not as a shock – but as a confirmation.
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Four: Hell and Back…
When Episode Three ended, a slew of strange symptoms were beginning to hold me hostage. That’s actually a pretty fair metaphor, since by the end of the siege I couldn’t go outside – not even on the balcony.
Stick around, it gets worse. I mean funnier. It gets funnier!
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Three: 1997 – The Plot Thickens
Welcome back! At the end of Episode Two of my medical saga, I left you at a bit of a cliff-hanger. And why not? Heh, I myself was left at a cliff-hanger, thanks to my awful neurologist at the time, whom I will call Dr. X. I would like to call him something else, but this is a family blog.
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Two: MRIs Don’t Tell Lies
At the end of Episode One of this medical saga, I tied up loose ends – except for one. I did not tell you about the MRI I had. I alluded to it, but left it for the next episode (this one) for dramatic effect. I’m in charge here, so why not, eh? 😉
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 