That lesson that I watched in all of my children is a sermon to me now. A few weeks ago I was shooting my best friends wedding. During the wedding my lips started going numb. At the reception I almost choked on cake. A couple of days later the numbness spread in my face and to my right leg. Not really afraid but concerned I went to a doctor...the next several days, weeks became scary. The first doctor thought it was a stroke. The next three doctors said it looked like textbook Multiple Sclerosis. Tests proved them right.
I believe all things happen for a reason...a purpose. I have tried not to ask why me and allow bitterness to live in me.
I dont have a treatment plan as of yet. I do worry. I try not to cry even when others cry while asking me about it. Mainly I cry in my pillow and the shower. My mantra is to proceed Aware not Afraid.
Being afraid will not help anything.
I have practiced in the mirro saying "I have MS," because I have to be able to say it fearless for others. But when I say it I end it with a comma. Because in my heart I finish the statement with "MS does not have me."