A lot of good has happened overall this past 18 months, despite the difficulties of MS. I put forth a tremendous amount of effort that, at times, I felt I didn't have, in order to "push through" obstacles and impasses, both real and perceived. Whether it was adjusting to medications, or physical therapy, or even dealing with some of the cognitive and interpersonal relations challenges due to the disease I have met each one head-on. Sometimes it was more like a head-on crash, but I got though each and every instance no apparent worse for the wear.
The result is, 15 months after finally being diagnosed and starting treatment I am "settling in" to my MS. I have learned to pace myself. I have learned to work within routines (helps with my short-term memory challenges). I have learned to better organize myself and my things so that I can find them but also not forget that I have them. And definitely sticky-notes are my friend.
I have changed multiple things so far about my diet, a process that is ongoing. Working with voc rehab continues. I don't know what cases MS, no one does. I don't actually know whether the medicines are helping or not. No one does. But this much I do know: I'm not going down without a fight, and as long as I draw breath I'll keep searching.
