MS LIVES HERE . That is what the recent TV commercial said. Now me, I will not be hanging a sign on my front door telling the whole world that I have MS. If you read MY STORY you will know that I was diagnosed last October 11th 2002. This web site is part of my journey to acceptance. When I say journey I suspect I am just at the beginning. So far all my steps have been baby steps. My first step was applying for a handicap sticker. Yup there are days I do need to use one. My second step was finally hanging it on my mirror and using the handicap parking . Talk about first class parking with extra wide spots. I still haven't gotten over feeling uncomfortable using the sticker. Pulling in to a spot with our truck is not too bad , but when I park in the handicap parking in my Z28 Camaro convertible, I feel like a fraud. I make sure I do not make eye contact with anyone least they be thinking, "Hey, she don't look handicapped" . I am ready with a reply for those that want to make a comment. Do you really want to be the first one to make my day? LOL

              I know my next step is to use my cane when out and about. I have an imbalance problem which is accompanied with dizziness. For the past six months I have been using my husband as a surrogate cane. We have always held hands where ever we have gone. He has left me behind a few times but never forgotten for long. LOL I just recently found a nicely carved wooden cane with a horse's head for the handle. I always thought if I have to use a cane I might as well have a nice one. And I also noticed that canes do not come with instructions on how to use them with style and with no awkwardness. I have carried the cane when walking my dog. But have not as of yet used it as a cane. In my mind it just looks like a stick to beat off dogs that possibly could bother us.

              Rick and I do joke about and make comments every time we see a scooter. He tells me how he will tweek mine up so I will have the fastest scooter in town. Varoooooom. I plan to have a cd player installed and a.....and a...... I may not ever have to use a scooter and if so I hope it is a long way off . This still hasn't stopped me from window shopping. I'll take the candy apple red one with flames, please. Funny how not long ago I would joke with Rick that when we are old and grey, I will be pushing him in his wheel chair while roller blading.

              I may have told some friends and neighbors that I have MS but they have not yet seen how MS has effected my life . Unless some neighbors have seen me staggering in my yard like I have been drinking. For you see, I may have MS but MS does not have me, that is reserved for my husband.

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