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2 Years

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In MS terms, 2 years is a long time. Like, a really long time.

A lot can happen.

Which is why it brought me to my knees, once again, yesterday. But this time in gratitude.

2 years since I have had a relapse which required hospitalisation.

There was a time when I would have been happy with 2 months. And I’m not exaggerating.

I know that anything can happen in the future, so I’ll just take this moment to savour and be thankful for what I have today. Because man, I have it good and life is sweet!

I have a very clear memory of some time in 2005/6 when I was at my worst, MS-wise. It was during a particularly vicious relapse and I was bedridden, barely able to sit up unaided. Also, legally blind and not able to read. And wheel-chair bound.

I found myself wishing for a glimpse into the future. Because I simply could not believe that this was going to be my life.

I wished I could be visited by a vision of myself from the future, a couple of years away. Something like Charles Dickens’ Christmas Carol ghost. But a nicer one. A happy, comforting one.

One that would give me a hug and say, “Don’t worry. I know how you feel right now, but everything is gonna be okay, trust me.”

Because I was scared.

In my head, I imagined myself in the future, able to do all the things I could not do at that point in time. Walk, see properly, drive a car. Could I push it as far as imagining myself running and jumping? Playing the piano again? Yes, I could. And I did.

It was not so much that I believed I would recover that much. It was more simply that I couldn’t believe in it not happening.

That was a turning point. I booked myself into the hospital to receive yet another massive dose of intravenous prednisone, against my doctor’s advice. Then I switched GP’s and went onto a new regime of a small(er) monthly dose of IV steroids, an idea I had gotten over the internet. My father started fetching me three times a week and taking me to the local gym with him, and slowly, the relapses started getting less and the strength in my legs started returning.

And then came the Fingolimod miracle in early 2007.

I have taken to saying that everyone deserves at least one miracle in their lives – and this has been mine.

Written by Maggie

July 19, 2011 at 9:52 pm

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  1. HURRAY!!!! x1000000!!!! I am so thrilled that you are doing well Maggie. You deserve nothing but the best. You have a heart of gold and I love your delightful spirit!


    July 19, 2011 at 10:16 pm

  2. You made me cry. You have been such a blessing in my life. I thank God for your health these last 2 years and also for the fact that we are friends-even though we are literally a world apart. I will continue to pray for miaracles in your life. Much love to you!!


    July 19, 2011 at 10:17 pm

  3. I truly could have written EVERY single word of this post. I was diagnosed 21 yrs ago with MS. In my mid 20s I did 15 hospitalizations in 3 yrs for mass dose steroids and therapy. I was wheelchair bound, etc. Then I found an MS specialists who did pulse steroids. After 2 yrs I went in remission. Since then I’ve had 3 baby girls and now run 5k races. I’ve been in remission 6 years.

    Happy 2nd anniversary. Enjoy every minute!


    July 19, 2011 at 10:30 pm

  4. You just shined a bit of hope my way. I’ve probably hit secondary progressive now, but I just feel like I will be able to walk again. I will.


    July 21, 2011 at 5:26 am

  5. This made me cry, I am sooooo happy for you!! May the good health and great attitude continue. xoxoxo


    July 22, 2011 at 2:29 am

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