I want a break. I want a break of knowing I have MS each and every day. Each day is different for me from the grab bag of symptoms - so it makes sure I never am able to forget. Feeling like a "whack-a-mole" some days.

Also have some worsening of symptoms that need to be called into the neuro after the holiday. I feel like a hypochondriac sometimes for calling so often. Before this disease, I called a doctor for something other than a physical maybe once every few years.

But in a lot of pain, and despite doing all the "right" stuff to help with spacticity - it is getting worse and worse. I hate, hate complaining - so try my best to push on through everything. Just some days I want to crawl under a rock and stay there.

Need some cheese for this whine. Maybe some gouda

Thanks for the vent.