Our son and daughter-in=law came to visit in late October and both were just getting over upper respiratory infections, then my husband got a flu shot and of course got the flu, so naturally I ended up catching it, too. It really wasn't even that bad, but OMG, how the MS moved in and took over my entire body! I could not move my legs as they felt that they each weighed 10 lb; I couldn't move my arms, and I cold barely speak. Five days in bed because I just couldn't stay awake. I didn't start feeling human again until the day before Halloween. Then I realized that neither the walker nor the cane was doing me any good as I leaned too heavily on them with my hands which hurt my shoulder and arms. So I started trying to walk without them and it was like learning to walk all over again. As most of you know, it's hard to walk when you can't feel your feet. But it was going well for short distances until on Saturday I fell right into an open built-in cabinet. Half of my body was in there! I heard breaking glass and everything was flying. My eyeballs felt like they were rolling around in my head! My poor husband was frantic and asking what he could do and I told him to just wait until my eyes stopped rolling around and I could get my proprioception back, because I had no idea if I was upside down, sideways or what. Finally, with a lot of slow deep breaths, my body settled down and I realized that I was lying prone. So he helped pull me out of the cabinet. After a few minutes I was able to turn on my side and sit up, and then he helped me up. I smashed the left side of my face and my right inside of the knee. I put ice on them right away so they didn't swell too much, but I had to cover my face with make-up and my knee is still sore. Also wrenched my back, neck and shoulders. So today I am back on the walker because my balance is still really off. But, I am back going to the gym and the therapy pool, and back riding my horse! He and I have a great bond; he is very playful, but if he senses that I'm not feeling good, he is really on his very best behavior. Finally got some applications in for a service dog, but they are long and difficult to complete. The wait time averages around 5 years. But I think that's what will help the most, if I am still even able to be mobile by that time! My rescued pit bulls are turning 13 in January, and they are not trained but they do try to help. when I do fall, Molly, the brindle female one, comes and licks my face, and Shadow, the larger male black one, stands by me and lets me use his back for support as I try to get myself up again. Dogs are just so intuitive! That's why I adore them so much!