Was a Wednesday like today, the weather was better though. I had an appointment with the neurologist, Ethan B. Russo, in Missoula, Montana. The purpose, go over results from my recent battery of tests including the MRI that I went to Spokane, WA to have.
Dr Russo delivered the diagnosis of Mutiple Sclerosis. I wasn’t sure what it was, Dr Russo handed me a stack of pamphlets, the one on top was how to be measured for a wheelchair. Now I was getting concerned, I stopped at a book store in the mall and found a medical dictionary to look up MS, pre Google, oh my god!
I drove the 10 miles to Lolo where I was staying at my sisters. I called my mom to report my diagnosis, her statement was “how did you catch that”, what little air that was left in my already deflated balloon whooshed out.
So began the 32 years since that not so great April fools day. Here I am sitting on the couch next to my wheelchair, underneath a blanket blogging and reading. The latest chapter in my story of life.
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sending you love and sending up prayers that you will remain safe.
My son will never forget the day he learned he had MS and I will never forget the moment he told me. He keeps a blog if you want to check it out: https://yoyoingwithzed.wordpress.com/
Enjoy your blogging and reading. 🙂
I did have to smile at you stopping at a bookstore to use a medical dictionary. Some of us remember those pre-Google days, just as we remember things like pay phones, phone credit cards, and calling person-to-person so our moms could refuse the call but know we were alright. What a ride some of this has been.
Glad to see your post — give the dog a pat for me.