I have to agree with everything said here. People look at me like I'm crazy when I say I so badly miss being a waitress.


I can't say I miss being able to do this pre-MS, because I have had MS all along for this part of my my life. But I truly ache when I think of the things my kids miss out on or have to do without me because of this disease. I know they will grow up with a greater compassion for other peoples struggles but they also GROW UP so much earlier than they should have to.

My dog.

Two or three weeks after he died (evil <swear word> of a neighbor poisoned him), my right hip went numb. I had no idea what caused that until later that year when I got optic neuritis and they said "you might have MS".

That dog always knew when I was sick and not feeling good, and would come up to my bed and stick his head over the side (he was a REALLY big dog. His name was TinyMonsters) and just check on me. I really miss that sometimes when I don't feel good. I always knew when he didn't feel good either.

I pretty much went from a person who was healthy and was walking my dog around the block all the time to being the person I am now that feels like I'm drowning in MS-ish goo all around me all the time.

I miss my strappy sandals and high heels, too. It got so depressing looking at them and knowing I'd never be able to wear them (safely) again so I donated them to a women's shelter. Hopefully someone will get some enjoyment out of them.