I have to keep remembering that there is hope.
Last night I had a little breakdown. I made the mistake of visiting a web site where people were talking about their experience with, Copaxone, the MS drug I’ll be taking. Some said they’ve been on it for over a decade and had no problems. Some experienced skin irritation at the injection site. There were various other statements about the drug. As I skimmed through the comments it really started to hit me that I have this condition and I’m going to have to deal with it. Then I started to feel sorry for myself. “Why did this happen to me?” I asked. “It’s not fair!” I whined. Then there were tears.
I know having MS is not the worst thing in the world, but last night, it felt that way. I also know that I have to maintain a positive attitude, because negativity will only make things worse. I know these things, but sometimes you want to throw yourself a big old pity party.
There is hope for me. They’ve made great strides in the treatment of MS, and it is likely that by being compliant with my medication and taking good care of myself I can go the rest of my life without a relapse. Hope abounds!
I made some progress in the last few days. I went and voted on Tuesday. I went to the bank and to the store yesterday. I’m going to be okay. I’ll even say I’m going to be great!