I have been blogging for three years now, sharing various aspects of my life. However, one topic that I have never really touched upon is what it’s like to live with Multiple Sclerosis (MS). Today, I want to change that.
Let’s start from the beginning, a few months before my official diagnosis. It was the summer of 2010, and life was going great. I had been working out and had actually started enjoying it, which was unusual for me. Little did I know that this would be the calm before the storm.
One Tuesday, everything changed. I can’t recall the exact date, but I remember the pain. The constant headache that felt like my brain was about to explode. It had been years of enduring this pain, which had taken a toll on my mental state. The pain and the medications I took to manage it had left me emotionally detached and numb.
Life became easier when I stopped caring about anything. However, when the pain became unbearable and the medications stopped working, I felt like I was losing my mind. I was living in a constant state of agony, feeling wasted all the time without any substances to blame.
Then came the day that changed everything. It started like any other day, but the pain intensified to a level I had never experienced before. I couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything except the excruciating pain. I thought I was dying slowly, trapped in my own mind, screaming for help.
Time seemed to stand still as I endured hours of unimaginable suffering. Eventually, my mind shut off or the pain subsided enough for me to regain some consciousness. When I woke up that night, I felt dazed and disconnected from reality. The absence of pain for a week only added to the surreal experience.
And so, my journey with MS began. My body started its descent down a treacherous path that would lead me to a cliff. In the coming years, I would face numerous challenges and learn to adapt to a new way of life. But I am determined to not let MS define me.