By Doug Ankerman
Several months after I was bestowed with my MS diagnosis, I hit a rough patch.
My legs were weak and wobbly. My balance off-kilter. But the worst, was my vision.
My focus would go in and out. While bright lights turned me into a shriveling shrew.
Oncoming car headlights forced me to wear sunglasses at night. Not in tribute to 80’s pop-star Corey Hart, but because the glare was blinding.
(Yeah, I continued to drive because I was young, dumb, and bull-headed.)
What was I experiencing? A relapse? A flare? An exacerbation? Frankly I didn’t care what it was called—all I knew was that I was terrified.
My mind spun wildly. Was my condition here to stay? Was this my new life? Did Corey Hart have MS, too?
Lucky for me a three-day bender of IV steroids (and with it, the taste of sucking on an iron popsicle) helped put things back to normal. Well, as normal as MS could be.
Time passed. Relapse-free. But multiple sclerosis continued a slow, gradual nip and tuck at my faculties till doctors gave me the title of being “secondary-progressive.”
Which was fine. Whatever. It was just name to me. Some may think my outlook is trite but I believe when one has MS, you toughen up. You learn to deal with every situation. And take nothing for granted. You appreciate small victories. Cherish every moment. Live each day like crazy. Because when you have MS, you know how quickly things can change.
If you think you are experiencing a MS relapse, talk to your doctor first. But also remain calm. Breathe deep. And if you can avoid it, don’t wear sunglasses at night.
*Doug writes silly stuff about MS and other topics on his humor blog at myoddsock.com.