[Catch]

A Year in My Life with MS

They say the first two years are the hardest. Makes sense. Learning about the disease itself, then how it effects you specifically, getting to know all your doctors, tests, tests, and more tests, more doctor appointments, meds, treatments, frustration. All the things that come into play in a new situation. Sounds fairly negative, and for some of us, it is. Every pain, every twitch, you wonder; is this MS, or something else? You can’t ignore the little things anymore. I’m just finishing Year One since my diagnosis.

It’s odd, the initial relief that you don’t have a brain tumor or cancer doesn’t sustain you long. As frightening as it would be to hear the doc say you had cancer—you’d be scared, they’d lay out your treatment plan, you’d go through it and come out the other side—a survivor. You quickly realize that MS is f-o-r-e-v-e-r. You cannot ignore it, deny it, or wish it away. They can’t give you high doses of some horrid medication for eight weeks and kill it. They can’t do surgery to remove it.

Aside from trying to juggle the many doctor appointments and learning the lexicon, getting to know how the disease operates in you is the most difficult and can take years to master. The symptoms run the gamut, can be nearly impossible to describe, can be attributed to other conditions, come and go at will, affect you to varying degrees on different days. You are affected by the weather, your moods and hormones. You don’t have to take a daily injection to survive day to day, but after three flares in the first year, if the doc says this drug is supposed to decrease the number of attacks, you’re all for it. Even if the shots hurt, and cause large, red, itchy welts, and bruises.

At first it feels like the internet is a godsend. It is THE ORACLE as a friend of mine calls it. It knows all. But its knowledge is finite. After about six or eight months you discover that you cannot find any new information on the Web about MS that you haven’t already read, unless you get onto the professional medical sites. Of course, it doesn’t really count as information if you can’t understand what you’re reading. You find message boards online. Enthusiastic and eager you join, and post and read. First one site, then another. After a few weeks you grow weary of seeing the same thing over and over. Newly diagnosed saying hi, my first MRI, first IV treatment, is it Optic Neuritis or just a sinus infection, is it MS, in limbo, should I call dr. No matter which board it’s about the same. Everyone seems to be comparing notes and looking for answers that just aren’t there.

You pour over the bookstore; MS for Dummies, Your Brain and How it Works, The Idiot’s Guide to the Central Nervous System. You study the anatomy of the CNS, learn about nerves and neurons, and axons. You discover what neuropathy, dysphasia, and other abnormal sensations are common to MSers.

People tell you that you have MS, it doesn’t have you. Others say you are not defined by MS; it doesn’t make you who you are, or change who you were. I especially like to hear people tell me to let it go, and don’t think about it so much. How do you ignore something that affects you every day. And not the same way everyday, either. MS likes to change things up. Most days, its my legs that bother me. My legs burn; sometimes like I just jogged up a flight of stairs, and others, like I just finished running a marathon, complete with being out of breath. Then there are days where my arms burn and grow exceedingly tired just brushing my teeth. Sometimes my balance is off, or I drop things. I get sharp pains behind my eyes, and electric shocks running from my wrists to my elbows. My throat and tongue get tired and it’s difficult to swallow or talk.

Of course, these are all little things. I can walk without aid (so far), though I use a cane at times. I can still see. But it is damn near impossible not to notice my MS on a daily basis, and pretty hard to “get used to it” when the symptoms change day to day, even hour to hour.

Then there are the flares, or relapses. Try to pretend you don’t have a disabling disease then. That’s when the neurologist orders a round of intravenous steroids, followed by a period of oral prednisone. You have to get the IV treatment at home and make the arrangements for a nurse to administer the stuff, have the medicine delivered to your home, along with the IV pole and accoutrement.

If you’re really lucky, like me, and have a wide variety of relatively mild but inconveniencing symptoms, your doctor may order a 6 month steroid push. This is where you get to call the home health nurse every month to make sure she remembers to come see you. You call the national pharmacy and tell them again where to deliver your medicine. And no, they can’t leave it outside the gate, it’s August and 100 degrees. Please, deliver just the medicine, you already have the rest of the supplies you need, two IV poles and an entire bag of latex gloves are plenty. Then when they don’t deliver the medication you get to make the arrangements all over again. Then do it again next month.

My annual MRI looked good. No new lesions. I finished my last round of the steroid push last week. This week I have heavy, tired legs on and off all day, every day, pain behind my eyes, my hands hurt, my fingers and toes tingle, I missed a day of work because I was too tired, and the ever-popular MS Hug that feels like some sadist has wrapped my upper body with rubber bands, and then sat on me. My neurologist said, “As long as the symptoms come and go, you’re doing all right.” Wow, I feel great!

I am one of the lucky ones. The steroids don’t really bother me. Many people become hyper and can’t sit still, can’t sleep, become ill, or have some other ugly side effect, usually in the form of weight gain. How great is that? Your legs feel like you’re dragging around tree limbs, so you get steroids so you can move more easily. Then when you feel better, you really have to move to drop the extra 15 pounds you put on during treatment.

Everyday I know how lucky I am. This disease will be with me the rest of my life, but the treatments and medications they have today ease symptoms and slow down the progression. I’m too busy working and writing and playing to spend a lot of time feeling sorry for myself, but on those bad days where I whine “why me”? my husband will ask, “If not you, then who?” If someone in the family had to get the disease, would I wish it were one of them and not me? No. Would I wish this on anyone? No. Will things get tougher. Undoubtedly. This is my Karma and my choices are limited. We all do what we’ve got to do with what we’ve got. It's only been a year and I'm already tired of making lemonade.

[SallyC]

I hear Ya, Catch... Keep on keeping on..

[weegot5kiz]

Howdy Catch you are right the first one to two years are the hardest because of adjustments, and when others give advice and or tell you what and how feel, they do mean well they just don't realize how debilitating this illness can get and how annoying aggravating and how it does slowly change who and what we are, hang in there, and like Sal said

"keep on truckin, truck those blues away"

Remember no matter what you read or where its from, it helps to check what their ideas cures:smack: and ideas are based on, lately we have had a few post about news articles that wee either misrepresented and or twisted just a wee bit and a few have been total bs, check their sources and on the other hand don't read a ton about it, some of those books are worse case scenarios, and as you are finding out by now it effects you, me and everyone else differently, just as do the meds, hang in there remember you are not alone you have an extended family here any time you need us

peace

[Taffy]

Wow....Are you sure you haven't had MS longer than one year?
You hit it all the points right on the head!

[erinhermes]

Hey there! What a wonderful and informative article! I do not suffer from MS (I have Myasthenia Gravis), but what you wrote was so powerful that it really moved me!

Hang in there!
Erin Hermes

[lady_express_44]

Did you really write that Catch? That was amazing!!

Cherie

[Catch]

Yes, Erin, I did write that. I did another one when I was first diagnosed too. Writing has been my therapy for many years. I wrote during my minor nervous breakdown in '94, through my depression and suicide attempts in '06, and my husband's affair. I think if I didn't write stuff down my head would explode.