Some of you who know me better than most, might of wondered if I was ever going to write about it. "It" being my diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis a while back.
Well, I hadn't really gotten my brain around it. And Lord knows, I still really haven't gotten it all the way around it, but I do have some thoughts on the subject. And a few other things as well. Big surprise huh? Brace your selves, I might actually reveal something about my inner, deepest thoughts.
Oh and by the way, for those who didn't know about it, I'm sorry. I looked around for some kind of so called, "coming out" card (Surprise! I have MS!) at the Hallmark store, but to no avail.
Anyhoo....When I was first diagnosed, I sort of freaked out. Mostly on the inside because I did not want to freak out anyone else, but still, I was not as cool as some might think. I relieved myself of a lot of the angst I was feeling by talking to my doctor and doing my own research on line. In a nut shell, I have Relapsing-Remitting MS. Although, that could change at any time to any of a few other "types", it's hard to tell at this stage. If you want to know more in detail, feel free to click the link.
I will tell you that, to some, this might seem sudden, but to me, I knew something was wrong for a while now. Symptoms and the like were popping up all the time, but I never put them together. But one day, I decided that I would go to the doctor with my symptoms and see what was what.
Long story short, I got an MRI on my brain, and they found evidence of MS.
So for various reasons, I had decided to go the homeopathic route. I did research, I got a referral to a homeopathic MD, I started taking all the cool herbs and shit that the Doc told me to. I had to start setting my alarm on my cell phone to remind me to take all the different stuff, since some I had to take three times a day. I was feeling pretty good about it.
Then I started loosing vision in my left eye. Freaky to say the least. So then I took a treatment, I won't go into detail about, but I will say my usual fear of needles has taken a backseat to my now blase' attitude of "here's my arm, whatever. I would like to see normally now."
Anyway....I'm ok. Or I will be. No worries. But I do want to tag something on to the end of this missive.
I was able to have my totally awesome dog, Daisy certified as a Mobility Service Dog. She helps me on my bad days to balance, or on a very bad day, will help me up if I fall and will stay with me if I have to wait for help. She is wonderful.
And in here lies the hard part. I never realized how many people out there (including myself until recently) do not know the law when it come to Service Dogs. I think that if you own a business that deals directly with the public, you should make sure that you and your employees know the law about this. It could save you a lawsuit. Not to mention any hard feelings of the person using the dog. I know.
Please click on this link and read. It could save you and the person with the disability some grief.
