I fell into panic mode shortly after I went to see my mental therapist. If, you remember, she mentioned my passionate quest for independence (AKA hand controls) was possibly a manifestation of denial of MS. In other words, after 11 […]
I leave there feeling grateful to be who I am, like I am, because things can truly be worse, with this progressive disease things can really get worse, MAYBE. I have to live with this huge maybe. I’ve said before, it’s my cross to bear.