Now what?

So the doctor has just given me a positive diagnosis of MS and of course I totally lost it.

He was so sweet and said it's completely understandable.  I was crying in his office and looking at my wonderful husband and asking myself why.  Why after everything that I had been through was this happening to me, to us?

I couldn't wrap my head around it and it's still so new I can't.  He gave us all the details and the appropriate answers.  MS is by no means a death sentence.  There are many drugs that have been shown help.  With the right drug regimen there is no reason why I shouldn't live a happy normal life.  But honestly the only thing that I could think about was I have MS.  I thought about my beautiful baby boy and how much I love him and wanted to give him a sibling.  I was happy to know that pregnancy is actually great for people with MS.  You don't have any flare ups you have no symptoms at all.  Still not sure why that is exactly but that explains my amazing pregnancy.

My doctor said that he estimates that I have had the disease for about 5 years.  I wanted to say six since I remember an episode back in 2004 where I was blow drying my hair and my entire left side of my face went numb.  I thought I had just had a stroke.  So who knows how long it's been but the bottom line is that I have it and I have to do something about it.

So I have 2 options. I can lay down and say I give up and refuse to try and fight this and end up in a wheelchair or worse.  Or I can take the drugs that are recommended to me and fight this with everything in me.  If you know me you will know that I choose option number 2.  There is no giving up.