I think it was sometime in September of 2012 that I initially went to see a doctor about my weak leg, which led to my diagnosis of multiple sclerosis, which led to lots of specialists, lots of scans, and lots of follow ups. Suffice it to say: I’ve had a lot of appointments in the past 20 months. And in general, the news has not been good. I always put a positive face on it, but at this stage it’s hard to go in expecting the best.
So I was happily caught off guard when my last scan came back BETTER than the last. Finally! It’s what I’ve been waiting for since the whole damn thing started. There’s no new inflammation and the spots in my brain are smaller than they were last time. My neurologist uses bigger words to explain all this, but summed it up with the colorful stickers that she attached to my results…