Yes, I am hoping everyday. I am not better- but improved from my worst state. I can now have some happy moments in between the symptoms. I can't say what made me improve. It seemed to run a terrible course and I can only hope and pray that I won't go back to the state I was in. My body is fighting this and trying to fix the damage, but what ever is going on seems to reattack when things seem to be calming down and keeps me from getting better. I want to run around with my kids, but I have to move like an old lady because of the pain and autonomic stuff. I was very active a year ago and it makes me sad.
Still, I will not give up and know something has caused this. The hardest part of all of this is the mindset. It is very hard not to let it get you down. The right attitude is huge for coping. When I find myself feeling sad that I can't do the things I could do, I remind myself that I too many other blessings to count. Not easy sometimes, but important to take it one day at a time.