In August, I celebrated 26 years since I was diagnosed with M.S..
A lot has changed, especially since 2018. However, I've been feeling, lately that I've returned to the way it was for me and my M.S. 22 years ago: getting worse, but can only self-diagnos, on my own with no one to talk to about the 3 pages I wrote yesterday trying to catch up my "Spastic Journal". I have no neurologist to ask about things, no self-help group to meet up with.
There are really only 2 differences. 1. I can no longer drive. 2. And at least until the pharmacy requires another refill authorization, I do have a DMT.
I'm going a little batty, looking for a new neurologist