There's no sugar coating it, living with MS sucks.

To be honest, I haven't found anything I can't do, but everything I do is infinitely harder.

Pain is a constant. Not 16 stitches in your eyelid without novocaine pain (ask me how I know), but more the nagging pain to let you know it's always there, kind of pain.

Multitasking, forget about it. not that I excelled at it anyway.

Run, yes, but 5-minute miles are a thing of the past. Sub 2-hour half marathon, still working to get back to it, we'll see.

I've lost the ability to feel on most of my skin, what could possibly go wrong there.

Living with MS is not all bad.

Everyone cares more. I get asked how I'm feeling multiple times a day. Sure, it's my least favorite question to be asked, mainly because I don't know how to answer anymore. But hey, at least I know I'm loved.

I get to sleep more. Not because I want to, but because living with pain is exhausting.

I get to spend more time at the doctor's office. Prior to my diagnosis in May 2023, I visited maybe once a year. Now, I've been to the doctor at least once every month since.

That's about it for today, check back tomorrow for more on my journey with MS.

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