Multiple Sclerosis is a silent, invasive, mostly invisible disease. It sneaks in when we least expect it, with a tingling in the fingers that disappears just as quickly as it appears. Or a foot that feels like a brick is attached to it. Maybe it is a sudden blurriness in one or both eyes. However MS made its destruction into our bodies we become confused, frustrated and unable to grasp what our future may hold. Will I become so weak to the point that I need assistance with daily activities? Will I lose control of bodily functions or end up bedridden?

It is so easy to feel lost in all of the questions that don’t have a definitive answer.

I learned long ago to take my health one day at a time.

It is unpredictable and I can’t always plan on a good or bad outcome. I treat my life more gentle than I used to. I do what I can when I can and accept changes at a moment’s notice. 

My expectations have changed in the last twenty years because of MS, and I trust that I will be alright regardless of what the monster has planned for me.