Today marks the 16th anniversary of my first attack with MS. I woke up with a horrible headache. I tried to get out of bed and my legs gave out. Naturally I thought I slept wrong. I gave it about 1/2 hour and nothing. Laura then helped me get to the couch and I cried and prayed something was not as bad as it seamed. About 4 hours later we called 911 and I was taken to the hospital.

Needless to say, that particular prayer was not answered. 24 hours in the hospital and I was getting a bit better. I rented a wheelchair for the week it took to get back to normal. This started my several months of neurologist visits and tests. They thought I had limb-gerdle Muscular Dystrophy in January and then changed the diagnosis to MS on April 9th 1995.

The ironic thing is today I woke up with the same feeling. I am having a horrible day today but DID make it to church. The rest of the day is going to be in my recliner playing on my iPhone and Mac.

I am still thankful for all I do have, most of all my faith in my Savior and my family. I couldn't get by without them.

hugs@ you sir.

You were chosen and dwell in the body of our sufferring and saving Christ. Your story really touched my heart...I wish I could still make it to church...

Remember...This life is short...but our eternal life is forever...march on soldier!

Hugs to you. So glad you were able to make it to church, and that you have the Lord for comfort.

HE did answer your prayer Earl, it couldda been worse.

Happy unanniversary..

True, Amen.