Hi, and welcome to our home away from home! As for me . . . shortly after turning 41 in November of 1998, I came down with a really bad cold. We should call it an upper respiratory virus, one of the myriad pharyngitis ("cold") strains, because it was quite severe. The cough was so dry, loud, hard, and hacking, my boss commented on how awful I sounded. I worked that way for about 2 weeks, when things went from a bad cough and not much else, to a numb, weak left arm from shoulder all the way down to the fingertips, and a weak left leg with a limp. Then came devastating fatigue and worsened cold symptoms. No OTC or prescription medications helped. So my nose constantly drained despite taking allergy meds such as Allegra-D and Claritin. Cold/allergy remedies such as Nyquil, Dayquil, and Benadryl, did nothing to take up the slack, either. They might as well have been placebos! I applied for and got short-term disability. My PCP didn't believe me, and when I demonstrated my gimpy walk, she said the limp isn't that bad! Not that bad? LIMPING ISN'T NORMAL, LOL!
As awful as she acted towards me, she did refer me to a neurologist. When he set me up with home care, a self-administered steroid delivery system that had to be assembled into a Rube Goldberg-type contraption, like the one in board game Mousetrap. But my left hand was too weak and numb to assemble the stupid thing. Since I couldn't do it myself, the neuro admitted me to the hospital. After 5 days of testing and round-the-clock steroid infusions, I was release back home with prednisone pills and instructions to rest until I feel good enough to go back to work.
But, although there was a lesion in C2-3 and C5-6, I also still had that systemic upper respiratory infection, and it skewed the results of the lumbar puncture. I was discharged with a diagnosis of cervical myelopathy of unknown origin. "If your symptoms come back, call us," was their only instruction. No follow-up appointment or testing. I was on my own to deal with the aftermath.
I recovered 80 percent and went back to work 6 weeks later. I didn't flare again until 5 years later, in 2004. I had to go through another year of retesting, and in January 2005, I was given an MS diagnosis and started on Copaxone. There's more, but those are the happenings in the early years.
Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't have flared again in 2004, had I been started on a DMD right away in 1999 without a diagnosis. But that was before they started diagnosing CIS (clinically isolated syndrome) and treating it with MS DMDs. But hey, it's all good. Disabled but thriving, that's me!