Today I saw the neurologist again. All my test results are in and some last MRIs are being ordered.
Treatment is going to be started. Things have been set in motion. How fast they go are also up to the bean counting pencil pushers at the health insurance company.
I’m officially diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. (When I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia I cried.)
This time has been different. I know it hasn’t really sunk in yet. I’ve had more time to get used to the idea but still I’ve cried about the injustice of it all, more than once, in fact.
I wonder how long it’s going to take to actually sink in.