I hate having 'MS days'. My body tricks me into thinking that my new normal is going to work after all. I can do a lot of things I want to, I have found I can exercise and enjoy it and even park way out in the parking lot on a cool evening and walk into a store instead of fighting for one of those 6 handicap spaces. Then I have an 'MS day' and I'm knocked on my feet and can't do anything at all that day and most of the next. No, I can't do a lot of the things I used to but I can still drive, enjoy my grand kids, go on vacation with a scooter. I'm not sure I would enjoy nursing with what the medical field has become.