You are washing dishes after a simple day of work, and you notice that your feet are asleep. Then you realize it is not just your feet. Both of your legs from your knees to your toes feel like they are asleep and are not waking up. That was August 29, 2014.
Work and life continued, but the symptoms really did not improve.
September the 8th I saw my internist, and after some referrals, x-rays, and lab results, it was concluded that I had something autoimmune brewing in my body.
September 18 I visited with neurologist number 1. The symptoms had improved a little by then, but still were not completely gone.
It was time for an MRI.
I had never had an MRI, and declined any meds to help me relax because really, how bad could it be?
If you have any medical training, you can easily come up with a million diagnosis with what could be wrong. It is endless.
I sat in the waiting area and decided to read my Jesus Calling for the day.
It started like this…
September 22: Trust ME and refuse to worry, for I am your Strength and Song. You are feeling wobbly this morning, looking at difficult times looming ahead, measuring them against your own strength.
Boy if that is not foreshadowing….
I went into that MRI knowing full well I would not get a clean bill of health. I knew it the very moment I was washing dishes and my feet went numb. I knew it every time someone said not to worry, it is probably a bulging disc, a pinched nerve, or a side effect of running.
I knew it.
Another MRI later, and the diagnosis was made.
On October 1, I sat in a doctors office with my husband, and was told I had multiple sclerosis.
I have never been one of those people who thought they were invincible, but this one threw me for a loop.
I Do Not want to be in a wheelchair.
So I have begun to make some big lifestyle changes. I am scared to exercise, but it has been two months, and if I am going to stay healthy, I need to get moving. I also have made some big diet changes, and while extreme, may be just the thing to keep me well.
The diet stuff is hard.
Giving myself shots three times a week is hard.
There is a reason why I have this.
I just do not know why yet.
So I wake up every morning and go through my day, researching and learning because knowledge is power.
I hope you join me on my journey, because if the name of this blog means anything, it will be a seriously sassy ride!