G’Day, my beloved Relapsing-Remitting ms (RRms) family. All are well today and looking forward to today's adventures. I know it is not ms related but today I at least salute those brave boys that stormed the beaches of Normandy in 1944. Gold, Juno, Sword and the American beaches. Such bravery. “YOU” and I come from the same stock as those young men. If they could do that, “YOU” and I can do this. Think about it a moment, we are all Homo Sapiens. They could, they did, So can I, SO CAN “YOU”.
RRms wants to squash “YOU, to squish “YOU”. to wipe you under its feet like filth. i can not do it for “YOU”, nobody can do it for “YOU”. Only “YOU”. Step aside take your medicine and move forward. Shake your fist at ms and say loudly and firmly, “NO, NOT ME”. Be something more than “YOU” ever imagined “YOU” could be. This does not have to be your end. This can be the new beginning for something, good. Dare I say “GREAT”. Every day wake up, throw your feet of the bed and look the day square in the face, and say “NO NOT ME”. We can not do it once and let that be the end of it. We must do it every day, without let up. I write things that “YOU” may have heard before, I will say it again and again. “YOU” like I need to hear it again and again, like a cracked record. Have it relentlessly drummed into your head. Have it become a second nature, like breathing. We all have a Central Nervous System (CNS) disease, a Brain disease, we forget things. I want to drum this into your head, into your bones. To the very core of “YOU”. To make it second, third fourth and fifth nature. To make it so that no matter how bad, and it can be bad. That “YOU” NEVER doubt that “YOU” can do this.
We are human. We make mistakes, we make bad decisions BUT deep inside of “YOU” there is a kernel that says “I CAN DO THIS”. As much as I doubt myself right now, as much as it hurts. “I CAN I WILL”, I am stronger, better than the worst that ms can throw at me. Believe in yourself. Face the sleepless nights of uncertainty and pain. Count to 10, count sheep. Do what “YOU” have to do to get through it. I will not say better days will be ahead, that is not fair to say, but there will be days ahead that will be whatever “YOU” decide to make them. I recommend against imagining a cure, personally, I do not feel this is fair. There is not one, yet. Live with a treatment that reduces your relapses, that allows ‘YOU” to get worse slower. That is all I ask, a cure, maybe next lifetime. Until then, take your DMT, eat cleanly, exercise and live as well as “YOU” can.
Royce ( your ms writer and brother)
In this life I will shoulder my burden
