On May 13, 2008, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis.Technically, I was living with MS well before this date but my relationship status with multiple sclerosis officially became “it’s complicated”, seven years ago today.
I’m not sure how to classify this “anniversary” of mine. It’s not a sad day…nor is it quite a happy one…perhaps the best way to describe it is a day of remembrance of hearing my diagnosis for the first time on that beautiful day in Rochester, Minnesota.And so begins my “Seven Year Itch” with MS…and I’ll be honest, he’s constantly crawling under my skin; I can literally feel him tingling throughout the day. He is always messing with my vision and loves to steal my short-term memory. Also, if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear he intentionally tries to trip me sometimes. The guy is such a drag, I barely have energy for anything else during the day.
I could go on and on about what a terrible partner he is; but alas, breaking up with MS isn’t an option. Maybe in another seven years?