I guess I posted in the wrong spot, I started my story somewhere. Well, I’m a 49-year-old nurse that was diagnosed about 11 years ago after an awful divorce and my father died. I have been in a cloud of crap in my mind ever since. Still hope my neurologist will say they made a mistake and I have something else. That’s my denial.
I am married again to a wonderful, supportive husband who really knows nothing of MS which is a good thing in a way, although he does frustrate me with his comments that I’m not trying hard enough when he thinks I’m stalling.
Do you have a fear of needles and take medication that requires injection?