I’ve been down this road before, and I don’t like it. It’s bumpy. Every time. And it doesn’t seem to get easier.
When I have a relapse, I get nervous—I get anxious—I get depressed. How long until this passes? How long until it happens again? Will it be worse next time? These are all questions that run through my head. I don’t like it when I get like this. I try to make my logical, rational thinking take over. This is relapsing-remitting MS. That means the symptoms come and go. They’ve come. Now I just have to wait for them to go.
I keep reminding myself that we caught this really early and that I’m really not in bad shape. Once this passes, I’ll be okay. It just bothers me that three weeks ago, I was working out in the gym four days a week and now, I feel like I need a nap by noon.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m just waiting for it to get brighter.