MS and Me
A little background. I only finished the 9th grade but got my GED when I was 17. I ended up going to college to become a nurse, which I did.
At 51 I was doing open heart surgery and flying out to pick up hearts for infant transplant. I fell a couple of times and was unable to get up for several minutes. My chiropractor sent me to a neurologist, they did MRI's and boom I've got MS.
It has progressed very quickly. Cane, walker, scooter and wheelchair in a matter of 2 years. My legs are completely useless and my left arm has no strength or tactile abilities. The doctors say "nothing more we can do for you at this time".
I even tried chemo, all I did was get bald and fat. I hate this. I miss my patients and I miss the ability to walk I was given a Golden Retriever service dog in Nov. Love him to pieces, but I can only walk him beside my wheelchair.
I hate MS. It has robbed me of my life. I am 57 now and all I want to do is walk. My husband is 73 and has not reacted well to my situation. I'm miserable and getting fatter because I can't move.
All I want is to walk again.
Do you have a fear of needles and take medication that requires injection?