I was a blogger about three years ago, but I felt like I was just another boring blogger who mused about boring and irrelevant nonsense and thus, eliminated the boring blog.  At the prompting of my husband, I am going to resume sharing my story, but this time, more openly as far as all the ups, the downs, the emotions, the struggles and results of living with the day to day battles of the neurological disease, Multiple Sclerosis.  I want to inspire people.

In October 1994, two years out of high school and only weeks following the traumatic death of a friend, the numbness and tingling in my right side extremities began.  Unbeknownst to me at the time, my Mom – who honestly should have an honorary medical degree, is exceptionally wise.  She consistently and accurately diagnosed my sister Jackie and I with conditions from the flu to hypochondria while we grew-up and our Mom was understandably alarmed about my symptoms and contacted my doctor about her concerns.  She was not meddling, but because she was aware of the similar warning signs that resulted in her two cousins MS diagnoses years prior, she desired to ensure that my doctor referred me to the most appropriate specialist.