I remember the day I got my dx. I was 22 with 2 baby girls at home. I could hear the doc in the hallway asking "which room is she in? ok, then I'll start at the other end of the hall." Ok, that was not a good sign I thought. He finally came in and gave me the news. All I could do is cry. I worked at a nursing home at the time, and we were getting a new patient who had MS. I cried so hard with my co-workers, that I was going to end up like that! Well, 20 yrs later, I had a great run. I didnt have any major problems until this past October. I did so much better than my brain ever let me believe! Hang in there!!