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!