Hello.
Thirty days, and I thank you, reader, for supporting, liking, and following my traveling through the broken mind, with my struggles of MS, trying not to fret but coping while learning.
Diagnosed in 2016, there were moments that threw me, tossed the plans into the shredder and had me recognize a change. I managed, coped, made sure to pay attention to how I was treating my body, my mind, and soul. I struggled, I fell at times but made sure to get up and face life head on.
I learned to be my own advocate, finding ways to recognize issues, circumstances that lit the relapses, flair-ups and what helped settle the dust or what created the havoc unleashing havoc in my body
The Ocrevus, as discussed with the doctor months ago, was a coming to understand, it was either live a typical life for ten years with pills (Tecfidera). Or 41 years give or take a few, taking a chance with the Ocrevus, that would have my g& I discussed the apprehension
Not a lecture. Just a mere documentation of life and struggle : C’est la vie.
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